And Gard sat still with his hand in Nance's two, feeling very weak and
shaky, and looked vaguely back at L'Etat as it faded and dwindled into a
dim black triangle of rock.
CHAPTER XXXVI
HOW HE CAME HOME FROM L'ETAT
This is what had happened.
Since Tom Hamon's death, his friend Peter and his widow Julie had, as we
know, found themselves drawn together by a common detestation of Stephen
Gard and a common desire for his extinction.
For Peter considered he had been supplanted in Nance's regards, though
Nance had never regarded him as anything but a nuisance and a boor. And
Julie considered herself scorned and slighted, though Gard had never
considered her save as Tom Hamon's wife.
It was they who had stirred up the Sark men against Gard, and they
missed no opportunity of keeping their ill brew on the boil.
Their offensive alliance brought them much together. Peter was often at
La Closerie. He was like wax in the hands of the fiery Frenchwoman, and
she moulded him to her will. The neighbours might have begun to talk,
but that it was obvious to all that the only bond between them at
present was their ill-will towards Gard, and in that feeling many shared
and found nothing strange in Tom's wife and Tom's chief friend joining
hands to make some one pay for his death.
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