CHAPTER XIX
EXPLANATIONS
"I cannot endure this," came in one burst of feeling from the lips of
Mr. Blake. "She don't know, she don't realize--Sir," cried he,
suddenly becoming conscious of my presence in the room, "will you be
good enough to see that this note," he hastily scribbled one, "is
carried across the way to my house and given to Mrs. Daniels."
I bowed assent, routed up one of the men in the next room and
despatched it at once.
"Perhaps she will listen to the voice of one of her own sex if not to
me," said he; and began pacing the floor of the narrow room in which
we were, with a wildness of impatience that showed to what depths had
sunk the hope of gaining this lovely woman for his own.
Feeling myself no longer necessary in that spot, I followed where my
wishes led and entered the room where Luttra was bidding good-bye to
her father.
"I shall never forget," I heard her say as I crossed the floor to
where Mr. Gryce stood looking out of the window, "that your blood
runs in my veins together with that of my gentle-hearted, never-to-be-
forgotten mother. Whatever my fate may be or wherever I may hide the
head you have bowed to the dust, be sure I shall always lift up my
hands in prayer for your repentance and return to an honest life.
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