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Updated: August 19, 2024
There was one from Cheiron, which he insisted upon opening a brief dry line of commiseration for his accident, with no mention of Halcyone in it. The complete ignoring of his letter to announce their marriage cut him deeply. He realized Mr. Carlyon guessed that the accident had happened before that event could take place, and his silence about it showed what he thought.
Carlyon, he deserves a better daughter; but Theo has always been a restless, bustling sort of mortal. I suppose David we really must call him David between ourselves, Betty, to distinguish him I suppose he will have his father as usual in August?" "Oh dear, yes; and Mrs. Pratt will lead them both a life. She always does; I never saw such, a woman.
A gale had blown all night, but towards morning the wind had lulled and a heavy rain had set in, and David had expressed some disappointment at having to remain indoors; but Mr. Carlyon, who considered himself weather-wise, assured him that the weather would improve later.
John Derringham closed his eyes his powers of reasoning were not strong enough yet to grasp the actual meaning of this it seemed to him as though Halcyone were dead, taken away from him by some fate and that all things were at an end. Arabella grew very frightened. "Mr. Carlyon telegraphs from London every day," she ventured to announce.
And not a single blackguard among them would dare to stab upwards, because Carlyon is immortal, as everyone knows, and it wouldn't be worth the blackguard's while to survive the deed. "They don't call him Carlyon in the mountains, but it's the same man, for all that. He is a prophet, a deity, among them. They believe in him blindly as a special messenger from Heaven.
"The life just suits Elizabeth," she went on; "she likes the quiet and freedom. And then she and Mr. Carlyon do each other so much good. He was so weak after the funeral that it is my private opinion that but for Elizabeth's care and devotion he would soon have followed David. I know he thinks so himself.
Carlyon had given her some simple books upon the Renaissance which she was devouring with joy. This period seemed to give some echo of the Greek ideas she loved, and as was her habit she was visualizing everything as she read, bringing the people and the places up before her mental eyes, and regulating them into friends or acquaintances.
And then, in his restless moving, he absently picked up a volume of Aristotle, and his eye caught this sentence: "The courageous man therefore faces danger and performs acts of courage for the sake of what is noble." And what did an honorable man do? But this question he would not go further into. "You were out very late last night, John," Mr. Carlyon said presently.
Raymond, whose right wrist had been grazed by a bullet, was trying clumsily to bandage it with his handkerchief. "How long is it going to last?" he said. "To-night will see the end of it," said Carlyon, quietly going to his assistance. "The rising has been brewing for some time. The tribesmen need a lesson, so does the Government. It is just a bubble this. It will explode to-night.
Carlyon was a man of considerable reputation on the Frontier, and Derrick Rose was secretly proud of the friendship that existed between them. Now, however, the friendship had split to its very foundation. Carlyon had failed him when life itself had been in the balance. Impetuous as he was, Derrick was not one to forgive quickly so gross an injury as this.
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