Nedra by George Barr McCutcheon
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"No; he's more than that. He's a friend. We were on the _Tempest Queen_
together when she went down." "You were--on--the--what did you say, sir?" gasped the clerk. "He doesn't know who we are, Hugh." "That's so. Add two more names to the list of saved and scratch 'em off the other. Put down Lady Huntingford and Hugh Ridge." The clerk's eyes bulged. Every man in the office came forward in amazement. "It's the truth," volunteered the _Winnetka's_ captain. "I picked them up last week." "Where's the cable office? I must send a message to Miss Ridge. When did she sail for the United States?" "She hasn't sailed, sir. Her name is Vernon, and she's been waiting in Manila for news of you ever since. Get some water there, Cleary! He's going to faint." Ridgeway collapsed against the counter, his face going deadly pale. Lady Tennys sank into her chair, huddling limply as if to withstand a shock, while from her stricken face two wide blue eyes centred themselves hopelessly on her lover. "Needn't mind the water. I'm all right," stammered Hugh, moving away with legs as stiff as rods. "Where is she now?" "At the home of her uncle, Mr. Coleman. There were seven of them saved, |
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