So I rode on and kept silence."
Ethne nodded her head. She could not but approve, however poignant her
regret for the lost news.
"So you never saw Mr. Feversham again?"
"I was away nine weeks. I came back blind," he answered simply, and the
very simplicity of his words went to Ethne's heart. He was apologising
for his blindness, which had hindered him from inquiring. She began to
wake to the comprehension that it was really Durrance who was speaking
to her, but he continued to speak, and what he said drove her quite out
of all caution.
"I went at once to Cairo, and Calder came with me. There I told him of
Harry Feversham, and how I had seen him at Tewfikieh. I asked Calder
when he got back to Halfa to make inquiries, to find and help Harry
Feversham if he could; I asked him, too, to let me know the result. I
received a letter from Calder a week ago, and I am troubled by it, very
much troubled."
"What did he say?" Ethne asked apprehensively, and she turned in her
chair away from the moonlight towards the shadows of the room and
Durrance. She bent forward to see his face, but the darkness hid it. A
sudden fear struck through her and chilled her blood, but out of the
darkness Durrance spoke.
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