The wheel and the navigating instruments were sternward, under a spread of heavy canvas, a protection against rain and sun. She released her clutch on it as, dizzy with exhaustion, she leaned against the back of the pew and closed her eyes, her fingers grasping out automatically for support. ‘Who the devil is Leonardo?’ demanded Roding impatiently, asking the question that had leapt into the major’s mind. “Isn’t that rather a strange question—under the circumstances?” he asked quietly. " "I do not say that what you have done is wrong in any sense. Wait a little; rest. At the bottom of the trunk was a large manila envelope, unmarked. Chapter XVI THE DISCOMFITURE OF SIR JOHN Sir John looked from one to the other of the two sisters. She had, poor inexperienced fool, given herself away.
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