"This woman was his wife," Sheila said.
He handed the paper back. He conquered his agitation. The years of
suffering rolled away. "They'll put her in jail," he said with a strange
regret. He had a great heart.
"No, I think not," was the reply. Yet she was touched by his compassion
and thoughtfulness.
"Why?"
"Because she is going to die--and there is no time to lose. Come, we
will go to Lord Mallow."
"Mallow!" A look of bitter triumph came into Dyck's face. "Mallow--at
last!" he said.
CHAPTER XXIV
WITH THE GOVERNOR
Lord Mallow frowned on his secretary. "Mr. Calhoun to see me! What's
his business?"
"One can guess, your honour. He's been fighting for the island."
"Why should he see me? There is the general commanding."
The secretary did not reply, he knew his chief; and, after a moment, Lord
Mallow said: "Show him in." When Dyck Calhoun entered the governor gave
him a wintry smile of welcome, but did not offer to shake hands. "Will
you sit down?" he said, with a slow gesture.
Calhoun made a dissenting motion. "I prefer to stand, your honour.
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