..." She paused with a
little gesture of helplessness.
"I can't think that it would make the least difference if he did,"
said his lordship gravely. "A man who can forgive such an enemy as
Don Miguel and take up this uncompromising attitude with me isn't
to be judged by ordinary rules. He's chivalrous to the point of
idiocy."
"And yet he has been what he has been and done what he has done in
these last three years," said she, but she said it sorrowfully now,
without any of her earlier scorn.
Lord Julian was sententious, as I gather that he often was. "Life
can be infernally complex," he sighed.
CHAPTER XXI
THE SERVICE OF KING JAMES
Miss Arabella Bishop was aroused very early on the following morning
by the brazen voice of a bugle and the insistent clanging of a bell
in the ship's belfry. As she lay awake, idly watching the rippled
green water that appeared to be streaming past the heavily glazed
porthole, she became gradually aware of the sounds of swift, laboured
bustle - the clatter of many feet, the shouts of hoarse voices, and
the persistent trundlings of heavy bodies in the ward-room
immediately below the deck of the cabin.
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