And Julie Hamon sprang to her feet with blazing eyes, pointed a shaking
hand at Gard, and screamed:
"Murderer! Murderer! Murderer!"
CHAPTER XX
HOW SARK CRAVED BLOOD FOR BLOOD
Stephen Gard walked slowly down the road towards Plaisance in the lowest
of spirits.
This strange people amongst whom he had fallen, possessed, in
pre-eminent degree, what in these later times is known as the defects of
its qualities.
Black sheep there were, of course, as there are in every community, who
seemed all defects and possessed of no redeeming qualities whatever.
But, taken as a whole, the men of Sark were simple, honest according to
their lights, brave and hardy, very tenacious of their own ideas and
their island rights, somewhat stubborn and easier to lead than to drive,
and withal red-blooded, as the result of their ancestry, and given to a
large despite of foreigners, in which category were included all
unfortunates born outside the rugged walls of Sark.
He had done his best among them, both for their own interests and those
of the mines, but no striving would ever make him other than a
foreigner; and in the depression of spirit consequent on the trying
experiences of the day, he gloomily pondered the idea of giving up his
post and finding a more congenial atmosphere elsewhere.
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