Grit LawlessYoung, F. E. Mills (Florence Ethel Mills)
Philosophy
Grit Lawless
Young, F. E. Mills (Florence Ethel Mills)
Africa -- Fiction
The other came back and stood, perplexed and troubled, with the clothes
bundled together in his arms, and a guilty look in his eyes as though he
had been surprised in the act of stealing.
"You don't mean it?" he said.--"Not seriously?"
"I'm perfectly serious, and entirely rational," Lawless replied quietly.
"If you are really anxious that I shouldn't overtax my strength you'll
stay and help me dress."
And so it was that the Colonel and Mrs Lawless were kept waiting for
the expected summons.
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE.
Colonel Grey led Mrs Lawless into a room on the right of the hall and
rang the bell. He ordered wine, which he insisted on his companion
drinking. He also requested that two bedrooms should be in readiness
and a meal prepared. The ordinary affairs of life could not be
neglected even if the issues at stake were distressingly serious. The
Colonel was feeling more settled in mind since he was in possession of
the facts. There was no immediate cause for alarm, he decided; and
sought to hearten Mrs Lawless with his sanguine views. But though she
appeared to listen she was too obviously nervous to attend to what he
said. She sipped her wine, sitting by the fluttering curtains near the
open window, looking out at the sunshine.
"Perhaps I ought not to have come," she said once, and appeared while
looking at nothing in particular to be watching the road with grave
intentness. "I don't think he'll consent to see me."
She was remembering how recently he had said to her that if she sent for
him again he would not come. She had not sent, but her presence there
amounted to the same thing.
And then after a while the door opened and he came in. The Colonel
uttered a sudden exclamation.
"My dear fellow!" he cried in astonishment, his manner charged with
grave solicitude. "My dear fellow! Is this wise?"
Mrs Lawless sprang up from her chair, but he put out a hand and
motioned her back, and with her startled eyes on his leaden face, she
sank down again without speaking. Lawless took a seat.
"I don't know how you came to hear of this," he said. "I didn't intend
it should get about. They're making more of it than they need. In a
few days I should have been back in Cape Town."
He looked inquiringly at the Colonel.
"You've seen Hayhurst, I suppose?"
"Yes. He delivered the letters safely." He sat forward and stared at
the ghastly suffering face. "He gave me a fairly graphic history of
their recovery. The whole circumstances were a huge surprise,--huge.
It was a masterly undertaking. The service you have rendered is
incalculable. When the time comes we shall know how to thank you more
adequately, in the meanwhile you have our very earnest gratitude; and I
can only express my sincere regret that the result should be so
disastrous for you."
Colonel Grey advanced his hand. To his surprise Lawless refused to take
it.
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