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s arm. Mr. Travers said
harshly:
"Oblige me by taking these natives away."
"Never before," murmured Immada as if lost in ecstasy. D'Alcacer
glanced at Mrs. Travers and made a step forward.
"Could not the difficulty, whatever it is, be arranged, Captain?"
he said with careful politeness. "Observe that we are not only
men here--"
"Let them die!" cried Immada, triumphantly.
Though Lingard alone understood the meaning of these words, all
on board felt oppressed by the uneasy silence which followed her
cry.
"Ah! He is going. Now, Mrs. Travers," whispered d'Alcacer.
"I hope!" said Mrs. Travers, impulsively, and stopped as if
alarmed at the sound.
Lingard stood still.
"I hope," she began again, "that this poor girl will know happier
days--" She hesitated.
Lingard waited, attentive and serious.
"Under your care," she finished. "And I believe you meant to be
friendly to us."
"Thank you," said Lingard with dignity.
"You and d'Alcacer," observed Mr. Travers, austerely, "are
unnecessarily detaining this--ah--person, and--ah--friends--ah!"
"I had forgotten you--and now--what? One must--it is
hard--hard--" went on Lingard, disconnectedly, while he looked
into Mrs. Travers' violet eyes, and felt his mind overpoweredyilai：
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