"I thought I should have seen you before this," he said.
Fleetwood returned his grasp and shook hands with Shackwell.
"I knew you needed to be let alone. I didn't mean to come to-night,
but I wanted to say a word to you."
At this, Shackwell, who had fallen into the background, made a
motion of leave-taking, but the Governor arrested it.
"We haven't any secrets from Hadley, have we, Fleetwood?"
"Certainly not. I am glad to have him stay. I have simply come to
say that I have been thinking over my future arrangements, and that
I find it will not be possible for me to continue in office."
There was a long pause, during which Shackwell kept his eyes on
Mornway. The Governor had turned pale, but when he spoke his voice
was full and firm.
"This is sudden," he said.
Fleetwood stood leaning against a high chair-back, fretting its
carved ornaments with restless fingers. "It is sudden--yes. I--there
are a variety of reasons."
"Is one of them the fact that you are afraid of what the 'Spy' is
going to say?"
The Attorney-General flushed deeply and moved away a few steps.
Pages:
304
305
306
307
308
309
310
311
312
313
314
315
316
317
318
319
320
321
322
323
324
325
326
327
328