It was eight months after that, sitting in their hut after a day’s successful mining, the Honourable handed Shon a newspaper to read. A paragraph was marked. It concerned the marriage of Miss Emily Dorset and Sir Duke Lawless.
And while Shon read, the Honourable called into the tent: “Have you any lemons for the whisky, Pierre?”
A satisfactory reply being returned, the Honourable proceeded: “We’ll begin with the bottle of Pommery, which I’ve been saving months for this.”
The royal-flush toast of the evening belonged to Shon.
“God bless him! To the day when we see him again!”
And all of them saw that day.
PERE CHAMPAGNE
“Is it that we stand at the top of the hill and the end of the travel has come, Pierre? Why don’t you spake?”
“We stand at the top of the hill, and it is the end.”