There was a
chance perhaps, a very slight chance; but at the best, recovery would be
slow.
Calder continued upon his journey to Cairo and Europe. An opportunity of
helping Harry Feversham had slipped away; for the Arab who could not
even speak his name was Abou Fatma of the Kabbabish tribe, and his
presence wounded and helpless upon the Nile steamer between Korosko and
Assouan meant that Harry Feversham's carefully laid plan for the rescue
of Colonel Trench had failed.
CHAPTER XXV
LIEUTENANT SUTCH COMES OFF THE HALF-PAY LIST
At the time when Calder, disappointed at his failure to obtain news of
Feversham from the one man who possessed it, stepped into a carriage of
the train at Assouan, Lieutenant Sutch was driving along a high white
road of Hampshire across a common of heather and gorse; and he too was
troubled on Harry Feversham's account. Like many a man who lives much
alone, Lieutenant Sutch had fallen into the habit of speaking his
thoughts aloud. And as he drove slowly and reluctantly forward, more
than once he said to himself: "I foresaw there would be trouble. From
the beginning I foresaw there would be trouble."
The ridge of hill along which he drove dipped suddenly to a hollow.
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