Crestwick subsided with an indulgent grimace, but when they retired to
their shelter Lisle turned upon him.
"It struck me that those jokes of yours were in what you would call
uncommonly bad form," he said. "It would be better if you didn't make any
more of them."
"Bella doesn't mind; she's used to me," Crestwick grinned.
"I wasn't referring to Bella--she has somebody to take care of her."
"And Miss Gladwyne hasn't? Still, that's her own fault, isn't it? In my
opinion, she has only to say the word." He paused, seeing his companion's
face in the moonlight, for its expression was not encouraging. "Oh,
well!" he added, "you needn't lose your temper. There are people who can
never see when a thing's humorous; I'll wind up."
In the meanwhile Millicent sat in the entrance of her tent, looking out
between the dark trunks of the cedars on the glittering river. It sluiced
by, lapping noisily upon the shingle, lined with streaks of froth, and
the roar of the neighboring fall filled the lonely gorge. The wildness of
her surroundings had its charm; she had been happier among them than she
had been at any time during the last twelve months in England, and now
she was uneasily conscious of the reason. Lisle's constant watchfulness
over her comfort, his cheery conversation, even the sight of him when he
was too busy to talk, were strangely pleasant. She realized why she had
made him take the harder way in helping her down from the rock and the
knowledge was disconcerting. She had been afraid to trust herself to the
clasp of his arms, but not because of any want of confidence in him.
Then she saw Carew kiss Bella among the cedars before she left him to
walk toward the tent, and the sight stirred her blood. It was clear that
she must be on her guard; her guide must be kept firmly at a distance,
though this promised to be difficult. She was, to all intents and
purposes, pledged to Clarence; and until Bella joined her she tried to
fix her thoughts on him, wondering where he was and what he was doing,
without being able to find much interest in the question.
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