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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CHAPTER II.<br />
TWO GARDEN MANAGERS.<br />
THE following days had been cold <strong>and</strong> foggy, but<br />
Lady Arbuthnot's fit <strong>of</strong> depression was a thing forgotten,<br />
blown away like Broken Orange Pekoe<br />
Fannings under <strong>the</strong> endearments <strong>and</strong> care <strong>of</strong> her<br />
husb<strong>and</strong>. It was early Autumn, <strong>the</strong> season when<br />
Goombah manufactured her superb Autumnal<br />
flavoured tea, <strong>and</strong> Lady Arbuthnot came in from<br />
her ver<strong>and</strong>ah calling Abdul to her.<br />
"I will take tea in here to-day, Boy," she ordered.<br />
"Your master will be in, too. Bring me two cups<br />
<strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> cake."<br />
Abdul made an obeisance. "Bahut achcha, Mem-<br />
Sahib," he replied, <strong>the</strong>n went noiselessly out to do<br />
her bidding.<br />
Clare heard her husb<strong>and</strong>'s step. He was walking<br />
outside with Ian Mackenzie, one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> managers<br />
in <strong>the</strong> Arbuthnot group <strong>of</strong> tea gardens, <strong>and</strong> Lady<br />
Arbuthnot found herself wondering whe<strong>the</strong>r Mackenzie<br />
was in one <strong>of</strong> his fighting moods. She was<br />
interested in "Mac" <strong>and</strong> his blunt c<strong>and</strong>our, <strong>and</strong> yet<br />
somehow frightened <strong>of</strong> it. Why, Clare knew not,<br />
yet <strong>the</strong>re it was. Mackenzie was responsible for<br />
Publoo, a much larger garden than Goombah, <strong>and</strong><br />
about 3,000 feet below it. Publoo carried two<br />
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European assistants besides <strong>the</strong> manager, each<br />
junior taking turn to be invited to tennis <strong>and</strong> dinner<br />
at <strong>the</strong> bungalow <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir chief up at Goombah.<br />
Lady Arbuthnot could now hear <strong>the</strong> voices <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong> two men. <strong>The</strong>y were talking with unusual<br />
heat, not apparently against each o<strong>the</strong>r, but ra<strong>the</strong>r<br />
eoyfeso some occurrenceupon which <strong>the</strong>y did not see<br />
to eye.<br />
"On no account must Ranee be allowed to leave<br />
Publoo, Mackenzie," Clare heard Bruce say. "If I<br />
want her I shall know where to find <strong>the</strong> girl. She<br />
is to keep to her own garden. Definitely underst<strong>and</strong><br />
me. I need not repeat it. Ranee remains on your<br />
pay roll!"<br />
Mackenzie's voice came to Lady Arbuthnot<br />
through <strong>the</strong> rarified mountain air.<br />
"I'll do my utmost to keep her to <strong>the</strong> garden,<br />
Sir. You can rest assured upon that." <strong>The</strong>ir voices<br />
died away for a time as <strong>the</strong> owner showed his garden<br />
to <strong>the</strong> Scotchman, <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong>y came towards<br />
<strong>the</strong> bungalow again, <strong>and</strong> Clare could hear <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
conversation. Mackenzie certainly appeared to be<br />
in one <strong>of</strong> his fighting moods. His voice shook with<br />
passion—a passion held in leash through discipline<br />
for his senior, safety for his post, <strong>and</strong> perhaps more<br />
than ei<strong>the</strong>r through <strong>the</strong> instinct <strong>of</strong> human inferiority<br />
which <strong>the</strong> overwhelming personality <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong> baronet brought to all with whom he came in<br />
contact. <strong>The</strong>re it was, however bitterly men<br />
might at times desire o<strong>the</strong>rwise. However greatly<br />
<strong>the</strong>y might wish to dispute this, or dispute that<br />
with him. Hedged round with natural armour, it