"It wasn't my way," Trent answered shortly. "Now what do you want
with me?"
Francis turned towards him with a curious mixture of expressions
in his face.
"Look here," he said, "I want to believe in you! You saved my life
and I'm not over-anxious to do you a mischief. But you must tell
me what you have done with Vill - Monty."
"Don't you know where he is?" Trent asked quickly.
"I? Certainly not! How should I?"
"Perhaps not," Trent said, "but here's the truth. When I got back
to Attra Monty had disappeared - ran away to England, and as yet
I've heard never a word of him. I'd meant to do the square thing
by him and bring him back myself. Instead of that he gave us all
the slip, but unless he's a lot different to what he was last time
I saw him, he's not fit to be about alone."
"I heard that he had left," Francis said, "from Mr. Walsh."
"He either came quite alone," Trent said, "in which case it is odd
that nothing has been heard of him, or Da Souza has got hold of him."
"Oom Sam's brother?"
Trent nodded.
"And his interest?" Francis asked.
"Well, he is a large shareholder in the Company," Trent said. "Of
course he could upset us all if he liked. I should say that Da
Souza would try all he could to keep him in the background until he
had disposed of his shares.
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