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"Who knows what lies before us?" said Captain Acton.,CHAPTER VIII WHERE IS LUCY?,"No, sir," she said.,Billy nodded.,He knew why. She had told him. God, Destiny, Fate, had come between her and the man she loved. The man had lost more than life in playing the part of a man. He was blind! Behind him were only memories that could not be buried. Before him only darkness, bleakness, despair. And he had done an heroic thing in giving her up. Helpless, powerless to support her, what else was there for him to do? So, in his love for her, he had dug a grave and in it buried Hope and all that God in His wise ordinance had allowed him to live and feel. And they had kissed and parted, kneeling beside this grave, cold lips to cold lips, broken heart to broken heart. It was the kiss on the cross which each must carry.,Mr Lawrence arched his eyebrows. Certainly he did not recognise the sweet and sympathetic Lucy Acton in these questions.,"No," said Hinter, startled at the directness of look and question. "I don't know.","Well, what of it? Maurice found him a soft hidin' place and good pasture on his Dad's farm, didn't he?",Anson chuckled, "Well, you ain't goin' to get no chance to do any funny stunts this afternoon," he promised. "I'm here to keep an eye on you.","So help me God, yes, then, as I sit here," answered Mr Eagle.,"She looks swift even as she lies at rest," said Miss Acton.,Maurice gave the tired horse a feed of oats, tossed a bundle of timothy into the manger, slapped the bay flank once again and went up the path to his breakfast..