Chapter IX
BRENDON’S LUCK
Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. Did you grow up at the
Valade estates? You were born a Valade, I take it, even though your father is
English. Well, I'd no idea," she continued, pursuing her ruminations as she left the room,
"that people of quality laughed so. Why should some
things and not others open the deeps?”
“Well, that might, after all, be an outcome of selection—like the preference
for blue flowers, which are not nearly so bright as yellow, of some insects. If
they hadn't sent for me, you'd have pegged out before morning. Two shots were fired at him
by Jonathan; one of which passed through his hat, and the other through the
fleshy part of his arm; but he made good his retreat. He knocked his pipe on the teak rail. Then she would be dead, and that was no use. Hist!’ he added, as he turned his head
and noticed Alderley’s glance. Jack's appearance was hailed with the loudest cheers, but when Jonathan
followed and took a place beside him in the vehicle, determined, he said, never
to lose sight of him, the abhorrence of the multitude was expressed by
execrations, hoots, and yells of the most terrific kind.
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