"
"But what of Dick?" she cried. "Do you forget that he is depending
entirely upon you - that if you should fail him he will be lost?"
And there was something akin to indignation in the protesting eyes
she turned upon him.
For a moment Tremayne was so amazed that he was at a loss for an
answer. Then he smiled. Indeed his inclination was to laugh
outright. The frank admission that her concern which he had fondly
imagined to be for himself was all for Dick betrayed a state of
mind that was entirely typical of Una. Never had she been able to
command more than one point of view of any question, and that point
of view invariably of her own interest. All her life she had been
accustomed to sacrifices great and small made by others on heir own
behalf, until she had come to look upon such sacrifices her absolute
right.
"I am glad you reminded me," he said with an irony that never
touched her. "You may depend upon me to be discreetness itself, at
least until after Dick has been safely shipped."
"Thank you, Ned. You are very good to me." They sauntered a little
way in silence. Then: "When does Captain Glennie sail?" she asked
him. "Is it decided yet?"
"Yes. I have just heard from him that the Telemachus will put to
sea on Sunday morning at two o'clock.
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