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"
Speak
,
Ayrton
,
what
have
you
to
say
?
"
resumed
Glenarvan
.
Ayrton
hesitated
,
the
wrinkles
in
his
forehead
deepened
,
and
at
length
he
said
in
calm
voice
:
"
I
have
nothing
to
say
,
my
Lord
.
I
have
been
fool
enough
to
allow
myself
to
be
caught
.
Act
as
you
please
.
"
Then
he
turned
his
eyes
away
toward
the
coast
which
lay
on
the
west
,
and
affected
profound
indifference
to
what
was
passing
around
him
.
One
would
have
thought
him
a
stranger
to
the
whole
affair
.
But
Glenarvan
was
determined
to
be
patient
.
Powerful
motives
urged
him
to
find
out
certain
details
concerning
the
mysterious
life
of
Ayrton
,
especially
those
which
related
to
Harry
Grant
and
the
Britannia
.
He
therefore
resumed
his
interrogations
,
speaking
with
extreme
gentleness
and
firmly
restraining
his
violent
irritation
against
him
.
"
I
think
,
Ayrton
,
"
he
went
on
,
"
that
you
will
not
refuse
to
reply
to
certain
questions
that
I
wish
to
put
to
you
;
and
,
first
of
all
,
ought
I
to
call
you
Ayrton
or
Ben
Joyce
?
Are
you
,
or
are
you
not
,
the
quartermaster
of
the
Britannia
?
"
Ayrton
remained
impassive
,
gazing
at
the
coast
,
deaf
to
every
question
.
Glenarvan
's
eyes
kindled
,
as
he
said
again
:
"
Will
you
tell
me
how
you
left
the
Britannia
,
and
why
you
are
in
Australia
?
"
The
same
silence
,
the
same
impassibility
.
