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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

was never shown to greater advantage. Lizbeth knew suddenly that she could bear no more.
When Rodney left the room after dinner to pay for the men and horses who had brought him to Camfield from Plymouth, and who wished to start the journey back at dawn, Lizbeth seized her opportunity.
" I will leave for London early to-morrow morning," she said. "It would be rude to linger now that Mister Hawkhurst has returned."
She saw the relief on Sir Harry's face.
" Everything is in readiness," Catherine said smoothly, and Lizbeth knew that she was glad to be rid of her.
She crept away then before Rodney came back. But as she crossed the Hall she met him face to face. Swiftly she looked around ; there was no one within earshot. She laid her hand on his arm and spoke barely above a whisper:
" Francis is dead. I have no time to relate how and why he died, but tell Father ... and the others ... that he was brave and that you were. .. proud of him." Her eyes besought him.
" I will do as you ask," Rodney replied.
" Thank you ! Oh, thank you."
Her eyes, soft and grateful, met Rodney's and the words of gratitude died on her lips. She was so close to him that she could hear the quick intake of his breath. For a moment the Hall swam around her and was gone. They were alone-she and Rodney on the edge of the world, there was nothing and nobody else, only the two of them together.
Then like a thunderbolt Sir Harry's voice boomed out: "Come back to the fire, Hawkhurst ; God's mercy, but it is as cold as charity out here!"
Lizbeth looked over her shoulder. Her father was standing in the doorway of the Great Chamber, a glass of wine in his hand.
" I am coming, Sir," Rodney replied. "I was just speaking with Lizbeth about the voyage."
" If the girl wants to talk, bring her back to the fire," Sir Harry said testily.
But Lizbeth was already running up the stairs.

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