Burton had slipped his shoulder under the doctor's arm, and, guided by Leslie, he got him through a hall which seemed interminably long, and into the room which he had called the surgery. Burton helped him to the leathern couch.
"Get me some hot water," he said in a hasty aside to Leslie, and she quickly left the room.
He stripped off Dr. Underwood's shoe, and began to manipulate the swollen10 ankle.
"This isn't going to be serious," he said soothingly11. "It's merely a strain, not a dislocation. It will be painful for a while,--"
"Will be! Jerusalem, what do you think it is now? You are a doctor."
"No. But I have had some experience with accidents. If you want me to go for a doctor,--"
"You are all I can stand at present, thank you. I know you are a doctor by your confounded nerve. Will be painful! I wish it were your ankle, confound you. And I'll never grumble13 again when my patients swear at me. I never realized before what a relief it is to swear at your doctor. How did you happen to be here? I suppose it was an accident and not a special dispensation of Providence14."
"I was the bearer of a message to your daughter, and so happened to be on hand at the right moment, that's all. My name is Burton,--Hugh Burton, Putney, Massachusetts."
"A message? From whom? What about?"
"There, doesn't that begin to feel more comfortable?"
"Humph! That's a neat way of telling me to mind my own business."
Burton merely laughed. "Let me look at this cut in your temple. So! Any more damages?"
"My little finger was knocked out of joint15, but I think I put it back. I guess that's all they had time to get in,--"
"Who?"
The sharp monosyllable made them both start. Leslie had returned with Mrs. Bussey, who was carrying a kettle of hot water; but in her surprise at her father's remark, she was very effectively blocking the way for the timid servant.
"Leslie, your curiosity unfits you for any useful career," her father exclaimed, with a great show of irritation16. "Do you suppose Dr. Burton wanted that hot water to meliorate the temperature of the room? If so, it will probably be just as well to keep Mrs. Bussey holding it in the doorway17; but if you think he possibly meant to use it as a fomentation,--"
"You needn't think you are going to put me off in that way," said Leslie, making way for Mrs. Bussey. "I am just as sorry as I can be that you are hurt, you know, but that isn't all. I want to know what has happened now."
"Dr. Burton assures me it is merely a strain, though he goes so far as to admit that if I make the worst of it, I may be able to imagine that it hurts. But of course it doesn't really. It will merely be nerves."
"Can I help you with that hot application, Mr. Burton?" Leslie asked.
"Mrs. Bussey can do this. Do you know where to find some court-plaster? And scissors?"
She got the required articles deftly18, and watched in silence while he dressed the doctor's temple. Then she asked: "May he talk now?"
"I should not undertake to prevent him."
"Now, father,--"
"Well, those little imps19 of Satan that live in that tumble-down house on King Street, where you went Friendly Visiting,--"
"The Sprigg children?"
"That's the name. They have heard Aristides called the unjust so long that they thought they would throw a stone or two to mark their ennui20, but they misunderstood the use of the stone, and so they threw it at me instead of for me--"
"Do you mean that they stoned you?"
"Oh, I shouldn't have minded the little devils, but they threw stones at Dolly, and they might easily have broken her leg. That's what made me jump out of the buggy to go after them, because I thought they needed a lesson, but I jumped on one of their infernal stones and it turned my foot and that's how I twisted my ankle. So I got back into the buggy, and was glad I didn't have far to go to get to it. Then I came on home. I never knew that walk from the street to the front door was so long."
"But your face--?"
"Oh, that was one of the stones that flew wide of the mark. The little heathen don't know how to throw straight. They ought to be kept under an apple-tree with nothing to eat until they learn how to bring down their dinner with the first throw."
Leslie clenched21 her hands.
"It is outrageous22. I don't see how you can treat it so lightly. That they should dare to stone you,--to try deliberately23 to hurt you, perhaps to kill you! Oh, they would never dare if it were not for this shameful24, unendurable, wicked persecution25!"
"Leslie, after the example which I have always carefully given you of moderation in language,--"
"It is wicked. It is unendurable. I feel as though I were in a net that was drawing closer and closer about me. It is the secrecy26 of it that makes me wild. If I could only fight back! But to have some one watching in the dark, and not to know who or what it is,--to suspect everybody,--"
"Leslie, don't you realize that Dr. Burton will think you delirious27 if you talk like this? If you are jealous of my temporary prominence28 as an interesting patient,--"
Leslie turned swiftly to Burton.
"My father has been made the object of a most infamous29 persecution by some unknown person. The most outrageous stories are circulated about him, the most unjustifiable things are done,--like this. Those children don't go around stoning people in general; they have been put up to it by some one who is always watching a chance,--some one who has used them as an instrument for his malice30!"
"You must make some allowance for the intemperate31 zeal32 of a daughter, Dr. Burton," said Dr. Underwood. A twinge of pain twisted his smile into a grimace33. He had a wide, flexible mouth, and when he grinned he looked a caricature. Burton reflected that a man must be sustained by an unusually strong consciousness of virtue34 to risk his character on such a grin,--or else it was the very mockery of virtue.
"Then you think Miss Underwood overstates the case?" he asked thoughtfully. He was glad to have them talk about the matter. It was a curious situation, even without considering its possible effect on Philip's life.
"Well, I have seen too many queer things that turned out to be mere12 coincidences to be so sure that there is really a conspiracy35 against me," Underwood said quietly. "Public opinion is a queer thing. It takes epidemics36. At present it seems to have an epidemic37 of suspicion of me. It will probably run its course and recover."
"What form does it take?"
"The latest and for the time being the most embarrassing form is that it takes me for a highwayman. I have been pretty hard up at times, but I confess I never had the originality38 to think of that method of relieving my necessities. And yet, confound the sarcasm39 of the idiots, they are determined40 to give me the discredit41 without the cash. If I had only got Selby's money,--I've no doubt he got it by holding up his customers in his turn,--I wouldn't mind these innuendoes42 so much."
"Oh, well, so long as the Grand Jury doesn't think it worth mentioning, you can probably afford to take it with equal indifference," said Burton lightly.
But Leslie turned upon him with immediate43 dissent44.
"I should much rather have the matter taken up and sifted45 to the bottom. Then there might be some chance of finding out who is behind all these mysterious happenings. They don't happen of themselves. As it is, there is talk, and suspicion, and sidelong looks, and general ostracism46, and I go around hating everybody, because I don't know whom to hate! Oh, if I were only a man! I would do something."
"I have done something now, Leslie," said her father. "I have invited a committee to come here this evening and make a search, as those fool bills suggested."
"This evening?"
"Yes. You will have to do the honors, if I am going to be laid up. I don't suppose your mother will care to see them. And Henry is not exactly the one." A shadow passed over his face, and he fell suddenly silent.
"What do you mean by a search, if I may ask?" Burton put in. They were so frank in their attitude, he felt that his interest would not be regarded as an impertinence.
"Why, ever since this rumor47 went abroad that I had held up Selby, there have been handbills distributed about town,--posted up on fences and thrust in open doors,--urging that my house be searched. It got on Leslie's nerves. So, just to let her see that something was doing, I told them today to come and search, and be hanged to them."
"And they are coming this evening?"
"Yes. That's the plan."
"Is Selby one of them?" asked Burton with sudden interest.
"Oh, yes. He's the one I spoke to about it. I understand he takes an interest in the matter."
"Well, have you made ready for them?"
"What do you mean?" asked Dr. Underwood.
"Have you searched yourself?" laughed Burton.
"I don't understand you," said Dr. Underwood. His tone was stern, and his manner indicated plainly that he considered it a matter of politeness not to understand.
"Mrs. Bussey, may I trouble you to bring some more hot water? This is getting too cold. Thank you." He closed the door behind her, and came back to Dr. Underwood's couch. "It seems to me my suggestion is perfectly48 simple and the reason for it perfectly obvious. Some enemy is urging that your house be searched. I say enemy, because it must be clear that no friend would urge it in that manner. Now, if it is an enemy, he is not doing it for your benefit. He must have an idea that a search would injure you. How could he have that idea unless he knew that it would result in discovering something that, we will say for the sake of argument, he had previously49 concealed50 where it would be found at the right time? And here you are walking right into the trap, by inviting52 a public search without taking the precaution to make a preliminary search yourself."
Leslie had listened with breathless eagerness, never moving her eyes from Burton's face. Now she turned with earnest reproach to her father.
"Now, father!" she said.
Dr. Underwood shook his head impatiently. "Do you mean that you would have me ask them to come here to make a search, and then look the place over first and remove anything that they might think incriminating? That would be a farce53. I should be ashamed of myself."
Leslie turned her reproachful eyes upon Burton.
"Of course," she said, with that same earnestness.
Burton laughed. "Why, what nonsense! Beautiful nonsense, if you will, but utter nonsense, all the same. According to your own account, you are dealing54 with some unscrupulous person who is trying to turn suspicion upon you. Why should you help him? He certainly wouldn't be trying to bring about an investigation55 unless it would help on his purpose,--assuming that he has the purpose Miss Underwood attributes to him."
Dr. Underwood moved restlessly.
"I should feel mighty56 cheap," he said.
"Do you happen to have one of those handbills you speak of about?" asked Burton.
"There's one on the mantel. Give it to him, Leslie."
Burton crossed to the mantel and picked up the paper. It was a single sheet, typewritten. It read: "Search Underwood's rooms. You will find proof."
"These have been distributed generally?"
"Not many at a time, but a few one place one night and another place the next night. Every day since that damnable hold-up, I have heard directly or indirectly57 that some one has received or seen some such notice."
Burton's eye wandered around the room. "When they come, I suppose they will begin here. This is the room where you would be most likely to conceal51 the evidence of your crimes, I take it. Now, let me consider where you would hide it. There might be a hiding place beneath the bricks in front of the fireplace, or behind some of the loose tiles back of the mantel. I see that one book has recently been disturbed in that set of medical encyclopedias,--the dust on the shelf shows it. Did you put something behind it?"
Laughingly he pulled out the volume he had indicated, and with it a handkerchief which had been thrust behind it. He shook it out, and then he laughed no more. There were two holes cut in the handkerchief for eyelets, and the wrinkled corners showed that it had been knotted hard, as a kerchief that had been tied over a man's face would have been.
"Santa Fe!" gasped58 Dr. Underwood, wrinkling up his face in one of his peculiar59 grimaces60. It served to conceal his emotions as effectively as a mask.
Leslie sprang to her feet and stared hard at the rag, with a fascinated look. She had unconsciously clasped her hands together, and there was a look of fright in her eyes.
"Now do you see?" she cried. "That's the sort of thing we have to expect all the time."
Burton crushed the kerchief in his hand. "A very crude device. Your committee would have to be very special fools to believe that a man would preserve such a damning piece of evidence when there was a fireplace in the room, and matches were presumably within reach. Shall I burn it up?"
"No," said Dr. Underwood suddenly. "Give it to me. I feel in honor bound to show it to the committee and tell them just how and where it was found."
Burton shrugged61 his shoulders. "I am rather inclined to believe that you need a business manager, my dear Dr. Quixote."
The door opened and the gray-haired woman whom Burton had seen reading in the garden entered the room. Her composure was so insistent62 that Burton felt suddenly convicted of foolish excitability.
"Mrs. Bussey understood that you had been hurt," she said, going up to the couch and looking down calmly at the doctor.
Dr. Underwood squirmed. "Yes, Angelica, some sin or other has found me out, I suppose, for I have hurt my ankle. This is Mr. Burton, who happened to be on hand to take the place of Providence."
Mrs. Underwood acknowledged Burton's bow with a slight inclination63 of the head, but with no slightest indication of curiosity. She sat down beside her husband's couch and thoughtfully placed her finger on his pulse.
"Land of the living, Angelica, my ankle hasn't gone to my heart," muttered Dr. Underwood, with some impatience64.
Leslie spoke aside to Burton.
"What can we do? It isn't this thing only; this is just an instance. You don't know how horrible it is to have the feeling that some enemy is watching you in the dark. And my father is not practical,--you see that. We have no friends left!"
"That is not so," he said quickly.
"You mean that you will help him?" she asked eagerly. "Oh, if you would! There is no one to whom I can turn for advice."
It was not exactly what he had meant, but he recognized at once that it was what he should have meant. If ever there were two babes in the wood, needing the kind attentions of a worldly and unoccupied robin--! Aside from that, if this girl were going to marry into the Overman family, he certainly owed it to Rachel to see that she came with a clean family record, if any efforts that he could make would establish a fact that should have been beyond question from the first.
"Let me be present this evening, when this committee comes," he said, slowly. "I will consider the matter and tell you what I think I can do, after I have seen and heard them."
"Stay and dine with us, then," she said quickly. "That will give me a chance to tell you some of the other things that have happened,--the things that father would like to call coincidences but that I know are all parts of one iniquitous65 conspiracy."
"Thank you, I shall be glad to," he answered. "If I am going to undertake this case, I certainly want all the facts that have any bearing upon it."
Leslie turned quickly to her mother.
"Mother, Mr. Burton will stay for dinner."
Mrs. Underwood had risen and she turned her calm eyes from her husband to Leslie. "Will he?" she said placidly66. Then she drew her shawl about her shoulders and walked out of the room.
Leslie exchanged a look with her father.
"I'll speak to Mrs. Bussey," she said, and with one of her characteristically swift movements, she crossed the room and threw open the door which led to the rear of the house.
"Why, Mrs. Bussey!" she exclaimed, with surprise and annoyance67. That faithful servant, doubtless on the theory that her further attendance might be required, had been crouching68 so close to the door that the sudden opening of it left her sitting like a blinking mandarin69 in the open doorway. She rose somewhat stiffly to her feet, and turned a reproachful look upon her young mistress. Leslie shut the door with some emphasis, as she went out to the housekeeper's domain70.
Dr. Underwood laughed softly.
"Poor old soul, it's hard on one with such an appetite for news to get nothing but the crumbs71 that float through the keyhole. I'm mighty glad that you are going to stay, Doctor."
"Thank you. But your giving me that title makes me uncomfortable. I am not a physician. I'm afraid I am not much of anything but a dilettante72."
"You are a good Samaritan to come to the rescue of the outcast," said the doctor. "Perhaps you didn't know what an outcast I am,--or did you?" he added keenly, warned by some subtle change in Burton's face.
"On the contrary, I thought when I saw your patience to your servant that you were the good Samaritan," said Burton quickly. This old man was so sharp that it was dangerous to think before him!
The doctor's manner changed. "The poor woman is a fool, but she can't help that," he said. "We keep her for the sake of her son. Ben is a cripple,--paralyzed from a spinal73 injury. He has no other home. Are you to be in High Ridge74 for some time?"
"That will depend on circumstances. By the way, Miss Underwood has asked me to be present this evening when the committee comes. If you have any objection--"
Dr. Underwood looked quietly at the young man for a moment before replying. When he spoke, it was with courtesy in his tone, but he made no apology for his hesitation75.
"Not in the least. You will put me under further obligations by staying. Anyhow, if Leslie has asked you to stay, I know my place too well to object. Did you meet Leslie in Washington?"
"I never had the pleasure of meeting Miss Underwood before, but I have heard a great deal of her from my friend, Philip Overman."
"Oh!" said Dr. Underwood, with a keen look. Then he threw his head back, closed his eyes, and murmured: "I am glad you arrived in time to meet the other investigating committee in active operation, Mr. Burton. The theatrical76 attractions in High Ridge are dull just now."
"I am finding High Ridge anything but dull," said Burton, ignoring the covert77 thrust of that "other." "And I can see possibilities of much entertainment here. For instance, in investigating your investigating committee, while your investigating committee is investigating you."
He laughed as he spoke, little guessing how far afield the pursuit of that entertainment was going to carry him.
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