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The water, applied internally, and not as Lady Haigh had intended,
proved efficacious, and when Stratford and the rest approached the
terrace, Georgia had recovered her composure. She met Stratford as he
mounted the steps, and held out her hand to him. Dick, seeing the
action, turned his eyes away, and listened in sick terror for what
would follow. After all, Stratford had the right to win her now if he
chose to exercise it. But if he did not choose? Would he humiliate
Georgia by repulsing her before them all? But Dick need not have been
afraid. Even his jealous ear could detect in her tones merely the
amount of feeling natural and unavoidable under the circumstances,
although her eyes were swimming with tears as she said--
“I can never thank you enough for what you have done to-day, Mr
Stratford. If I don’t seem as grateful as I ought to be, you must only
think that I can’t blame myself properly for my foolishness and
obstinacy in going to the Palace without leave as I did, since it gave
you the opportunity of doing such a deed of heroism.”
Every word went to Dick’s heart, as, alas! it was meant to do. He
waited anxiously to hear Stratford say that he had gone to the Palace
merely as a speculation of his own, and that Miss Keeling had had very
little to do with the matter, but the words did not come. Stratford
was not the man to hurt a woman’s feelings gratuitously by an
uncalled-for rebuff, however true its nature, and he answered at
once--
“You are too kind, Miss Keeling. I assure you that there was an eager
competition for the honour of helping you out of your little
predicament. Anstruther was bent on going; and as for North, I had to
keep him back almost by main force. He was only restrained at last by
a combination of definite orders, personal entreaties, and solemn
assurances that my going was for the greater good of the Mission.”
Georgia’s eyes were raised to Dick’s for a moment, and the expression
in them said, “You might have told me!” But his eyes met hers with a
steady hostility, which revived all the bitter feelings which had
tormented her during the day.
“I am afraid I did you an injustice, then, Major North,” she remarked,
sweetly. “You must take into account the circumstances of the moment,
and kindly forgive my hasty words. I am only a woman, you know.”
Dick bit his lip, and tried hard to think of something cutting to say.
Was it fair that this woman, who had treated him so unfairly--no, not
unfairly, cruelly--well, not exactly cruelly, slightingly--no, not
that, carelessly, perhaps--should also have the power of making him
writhe in this way? And he loved her! He had even told Stratford so!
How Stratford must be laughing at him in his sleeve at this moment!
All this passed through his mind as he stood staring dumbly at Georgia
until Lady Haigh, who had caught the look in his eyes, pushed her
gently aside, and addressed herself to the hero of the occasion.
“And you escaped without signing their treaty?” she asked.
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