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His next words brought to her the shock she needed, the effect of a plunge into icy water on a warm day

"What about your friends--what about Miss Seldon--did she believe uilty too?" He could not quite keep the self-consciousness out of his voice

"Hadn't you better ask her that?" she suggested

In spite of his interest in their talk, Kil up the gulch He did not intend to be caught napping by the officers Now he rose and offered her a hand up

"Your friends are co"

Swiftly Moya came to earth fro beside the fugitive, her gaze on the advancing group Captain Kilnize her companion If he was surprised, his voice failed to show it

"No, no, Verinder I had hieneralship lost him He went into the rushes like a shot I persuaded him out--had hi it Mr Trout develops a bad break to the off and heads under a big log Instead of h to reel froh on h cheerful voice Moya roused at once The rapt expression died fro

"I haven't been fishing," Moya answered; then gave herself away "It surely isn't time for luncheon already"

She took a step toward her friends, so that for the first time Jack Kilmeny stood plainly revealed India's pretty piquant face set to a red-lipped soundless whistle Joyce stared in frank amusement Verinder, rutted in caste and respectability as only a social climber dubious of his position can be, ejaculated a "God bless my soul!" and collapsed beyond further articulation Captain Kilmeny nodded to the Westerner without e But you have the na pardon" The captain's eyebrows lifted in inquiry

"Kilmeny," the American corrected

Nonchalantly the captain came to time "Same name as ours Wonder if by any chance we're of the same family Happen to be any relation of Archibald Kilo?"

Jack looked at him quietly "A son"

"Makes us cousins He was my father's brother"

The Westerner nodded coolly, not in the least impressed "Yes"

It would have been easy to read hostility in his bearing, but India sailed past her brother with hand extended "Glad to meet you, Cousin Jack 'Me five-year-old"