It was all hysterical, and out of harmony with her good common sense, as
she admitted when she turned from the window, and, looking at the clock,
discovered it to be half-past six precisely. At seven, Luton had
promised to come down from Vermala to see if there were a telegram from
Sir Frederick Kennaird—letter there could hardly be for another four and
twenty hours. If he came, and assuredly he would come, he might very
well give an account of the affair which would so deride her fancies
that she would be ashamed even to remember them. Or, he might say that
he knew nothing of the affair at all, had taken no part in it, and had
not heard it named. The latter was quite an optimistic version, to
which she clung tenaciously, sitting again at her writing-table and
composing quite a satisfactory epistle upon Andana and its people; to
which she added excellent reasons for her preference of the chalet she
occupied. The hotel, she declared, was far too noisy—her nerves were no
longer equal to the exigencies of distracted youth, nor could she
support the banalities of a middle-age which sought to stamp out the
years by a grotesque display of elephantine energies. From these she
had fled to the solitude of the chalet—a half-truth which entirely
overlooked the personal element and skimmed over the broken ground where
the seeds of slander had fallen.
Seven o’clock struck while she was still at the table, but there was no
sign of Luton, nor any message from him at the quarter past the hour.
If he were late, then, she thought, that was the first occasion she
could remember when he had neglected an appointment to his own advantage
and the benefit of his creditors. He had told her that his need was
urgent, and had sent letters from Bothand and Co. confirming his
statements. Nine thousand four hundred pounds must be paid if he would
stave off those "further proceedings" with which they threatened him;
and if he did not pay, then it was clear that the firm would discover at
a later date excellent reasons for a criminal prosecution. In such a
case, extradition would not be refused, nor would it be difficult for
the police to trace a man who was at so little pains to act prudently as
Luton Delayne.
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