I suppose you haven't heard from Larry lately ?" He saw the returning fear in her face give place to pain and bitterness as he concluded, and he made a little sign of comprehension.
"Well, perhaps, one couldn't blame him.

You are going back to England with Potter after the wedding ?" His companion said she was, and Courthorne sat silent a moment or two, for the news was at once a relief to him and a cause of thoughtfulness.
Ailly Blake, who would never be deceived by the resemblance between him and Winston, was a standing menace while she remained anywhere near the frontier of Canada.

He had discovered that it is usually the last thing one expects or desires that happens, and it was clearly advisable for Lance Courthorne to efface himself very shortly, while the easiest way to do it was to merge his identity with that of the man who had gone in his name to Silverdale.

Winston had, so far as everybody else knew, been drowned, and he must in the meanwhile, at least, not be compelled to appear again.

It would simplify everything if Ailly Blake, who evidently did not know of Trooper Shannon's death, went away.
"Well," he said, "I'm glad to hear it, and I'm leaving this country, too.