The Foot of Time: A Novel of Australia and the South Seas: (1933)
The Foot of Time: A Novel of Australia and the South Seas: (1933)
The Foot of Time: A Novel of Australia and the South Seas: (1933)
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11<br />
II<br />
218 THE FOOT OF TIME THE FOOT OF TIME 219<br />
Bruce <strong>the</strong> greater was homeward bound to Engl<strong>and</strong><br />
to meet his late wife. Of <strong>Australia</strong> <strong>and</strong> all<br />
who lived <strong>the</strong>re he knew nothing. In London he<br />
sought his lawyers, who knew extremely little, but<br />
knew <strong>of</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs who might know more. <strong>The</strong>se<br />
o<strong>the</strong>rs suggested more channels <strong>of</strong> possible enlightenment,<br />
<strong>and</strong> so at long last Arbuthnot got upon<br />
<strong>the</strong> track <strong>of</strong> she whom he sought. He learned that<br />
Clare had settled in <strong>Australia</strong>. It was a long cry,<br />
but he would have journeyed to Heaven, or <strong>the</strong><br />
o<strong>the</strong>r sphere, <strong>and</strong> still not given up <strong>the</strong> quest.<br />
What part <strong>of</strong> AUstralia? <strong>The</strong> country which is not<br />
a country at all but a collection <strong>of</strong> huge countries<br />
forming one vast continent so prodigious that if all<br />
Europe could be dumped down in its centre, it<br />
would still leave a vast coast-line country sufficiently<br />
deep to carry all <strong>the</strong> population already<br />
<strong>the</strong>re. And <strong>the</strong>n he learned that Clare resided in<br />
New <strong>South</strong> Wales, <strong>and</strong> felt that he was narrowing<br />
down his line <strong>of</strong> investigation.<br />
Clare's people were a closed book to him, but<br />
Arbuthnot obtained her address at last. When it<br />
did come, it seemed so simple he wondered that<br />
he had not come upon it <strong>the</strong> first day he arrived.<br />
She lived at Vaucluse, a polished suburb on Sydney's<br />
world-renowned harbour. <strong>The</strong> baronet had<br />
always wanted to visit <strong>Australia</strong>, but <strong>the</strong> totally<br />
unnecessary length <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> passage prevented. <strong>The</strong>re<br />
are a few people on earth who cherish similar ambitions.<br />
Suppose we put it at millions <strong>of</strong> billions.<br />
Some carry yellow faces, o<strong>the</strong>rs more yellow still.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n again, <strong>the</strong>re are <strong>the</strong> whites, <strong>the</strong> blacks, <strong>and</strong><br />
more besides. Sir Bruce was not alone in his wish,<br />
<strong>and</strong> now <strong>the</strong>y were to be fulfilled. Mrs.—whatever<br />
her name was—had lived at some mountain resort,<br />
but was now living near Sydney. No, <strong>the</strong>y did not<br />
know why she had gone down to <strong>the</strong> capital to<br />
live. Perhaps she found <strong>the</strong> mountains lonely. How<br />
could he find out her name? Well, his lawyers soon<br />
obtained that also. Most simple again when once<br />
you knew where to look for it. And so before he<br />
had learned too much—before he learnt more than<br />
was good for him—like any impulsive boy <strong>the</strong> great<br />
man took ship. Yes, <strong>the</strong>re he stood, grim <strong>and</strong> determined,<br />
looking ever forward. <strong>The</strong> passengers went<br />
a bit in awe <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> man. He was pleasant enough,<br />
but not over sociable. "Pre-occupied," <strong>the</strong>y called<br />
him. "But what a chin, my dear! Phew, I shouldn't<br />
care to cross that h<strong>and</strong>some fellow!"<br />
At Orange drama came into its own. Mr.<br />
Burne had learnt who Mrs. Swinton's husb<strong>and</strong> had<br />
been. It's all he did learn, but it was enough. Of<br />
<strong>the</strong> <strong>South</strong> <strong>Seas</strong> he but knew that young Bruce had<br />
been unavoidably detained. He didn't know why<br />
—he didn't care; it was no business <strong>of</strong> his. But<br />
this o<strong>the</strong>r! <strong>The</strong> boy who had looked at his lovely<br />
Edith was <strong>the</strong> son <strong>of</strong> a divorced swine. He was <strong>the</strong><br />
son <strong>of</strong> a rotten aristocrat, <strong>and</strong> Mr. Burne was in<br />
time to save his daughter from him. <strong>The</strong> farmer<br />
sent for her—sent for her kindly but firmly. <strong>The</strong><br />
man was night bursting with righteous indignation.<br />
He, one <strong>of</strong> God's elect, <strong>and</strong> this—this