“Doesn’t it strike you, Mrs. Armistead, that these dumb, blinded creatures under the new impulse here have started out on a quest for manhood?”
“The dumb and blind cannot lead a country. That will take a great strength!”
“But do you, Mrs. Armistead, see that strength anywhere about you?”
For an instant Isabel looked to Julie like one who had stepped suddenly into a dark room. Then the fire of her eyes flashed across the sala.
“Exactly,” said Sir John in a whimsical undertone. He had followed her glance to where it unconsciously alighted. “Why shouldn’t there be two white kings in the East?”
Isabel turned from him sharply.
CHAPTER XVIII
Julie moved quickly, to hide any appearance of having heard what had so extraordinarily transpired. That flash of words and glances had disturbed every cell of her mind. She was still quivering when Isabel spoke at her elbow.
“Julie, I never saw any one who let herself be so eaten up by things. You are as white as a ghost. Is it,” she turned to look more closely at Julie, “the head again?”