“I suppose you know that Prescott has returned to his farm?” he said, taking the chair the other pointed3 to.
“I have been informed so,” the officer replied.
“Then may I ask what you mean to do?”
“We have come to no decision.”
“But your men have a warrant for him!”
The officer changed his position and his expression hinted at forbearance.
“That is so. On the whole, I think it should not have been issued.”
“You must not let the fellow’s return influence you unduly4.”
“Very true,” said the other with a calm which Jernyngham found maddening. “It would be unwise to infer too much from that.”
“He is a bold man; he has, no doubt, counted on the effect his coming back would have,” Jernyngham urged.
“It’s possible,” the officer agreed.
Jernyngham’s nerves had given way beneath the strain he had borne, and he now stood up, trembling with anger. 217
“Am I to understand that you intend to leave the fellow alone? Now, when he is within your reach, you will not arrest him? The scoundrel killed my son!”
“Might I suggest your sitting down again?” said the officer calmly. “Let me try to put the matter before you as we look at it. To begin with, we can’t very well press the charge you make against Prescott without some proof of the victim’s death, which has not been discovered yet. The muskeg, I must remind you, was drained and nothing found. The handsome reward you offered led to no result, though every man in the district who had any time to spare spent it in searching the bluffs5. Corporal Curtis has made systematic7 investigations8, but they have been fruitless.”
“Corporal Curtis is a man of whose intelligence I have a very poor opinion!” said Jernyngham hotly.
His companion smiled.
“That’s a point upon which I don’t altogether share your views.”
“In short, you intend to let the matter drop! I must protest against such a scandalous failure of justice! But you shall not let it drop; I warn you that I shall apply to Ottawa, where there are people who can put upon you the pressure that seems to be needed!”
A look of weariness crept into the officer’s face.
“You have my sympathy, Mr. Jernyngham, but you can’t be allowed to interfere9 with the Northwest Police.”
Jernyngham pulled himself together.
“I had no wish to be offensive, though I meant what I said. Suppose this fellow goes off again—for good—as soon as he has sold his wheat?”
“That will have to be guarded against. He will be watched; if he leaves his farm, he will be followed.” 218
“He gave you the slip neatly10 on a previous occasion.”
“Quite true,” said the officer. “Our men are not infallible. I think I can promise that it will not happen again.” Then he rose. “I have some business waiting and you must excuse me. I can assure you that nothing which promises to throw any light upon the matter will be neglected.”
He opened the door and politely but firmly bowed out his visitor. Then he called Curtis, who was waiting below.
“I dare say you can guess Mr. Jernyngham’s errand,” he said. “Unless we can hit on the truth before long, you’ll have that gentleman in the guard-room.”
Curtis looked astonished and his superior smiled compassionately11.
“I mean as a sufferer from mental derangement12. Don’t be communicative, and confine yourself to reassuring13 generalities, if you come across him. His mind’s morbidly14 fixed15 on punishing Prescott. I don’t think he can be convinced that the man is innocent.”
“I can’t help meeting him, sir. He spends his time following me about. In a way, one can’t blame him for what he thinks.”
“Though it doesn’t agree with your conclusions? Sit down; we have a number of things to talk about.”
“Well, sir,” said Curtis, “this is certainly a mixed-up case. I’ve said nothing all along to disturb people’s belief that it was Prescott we were after, but if I had to corral one of the two, I’d get Wandle. The land agency man gave us a good description of him.”
His superior nodded thoughtfully.
“Prescott impersonated Cyril Jernyngham before his supposed death, and Wandle personated him afterward16; 219 the latter with the more obvious motive17. The point is that there’s no evidence of collusion, but rather disagreement, between the two. Of course, we could arrest Wandle now.”
“Yes, sir. As soon as the agent identified him, we could prove forgery18 and falsification of the land sale record. He’d be safe in the guard-room or a penitentiary19.”
“Just so; we will have him there sooner or later, but if he’s guilty of the more serious charge, he’d have no opportunity for giving himself away. I’d rather he was left at large and you kept your eye on him. The same applies to Prescott. Now I’ve been making a fresh study of the diagram of the footsteps near the muskeg, and I can see no fault in the conclusions you arrived at—only the remains21 can’t be found.”
“Sure, that’s a weak point, sir. But I might mention the case of the person who was found in a bluff6 a few miles from home after they’d searched the district for six months.”
“It has been in my mind. But you have other matters to report on. What about the disturbance22 on the Indian reservation?”
While they discussed it, Jernyngham set out for the Leslie homestead and on his arrival found Gertrude alone. Sitting down with a shiver, he looked at her dejectedly.
“I have failed again. They will do nothing; there’s no satisfaction to be had,” he said. “I drove out my son by arbitrary harshness, and now the only reparation I might have made is denied me.”
“You were harsh,” assented23 Gertrude. “I have begun to realize it since we came to Canada—one sees things differently here. But, in a sense, I think you 220 were not to be blamed; you acted in the belief that you were right.”
She had seldom ventured to address him with so much candor24 and she was surprised at his calmness.
“Yes,” he said, “it is some relief to remember that; but I was wrong.”
“Then shouldn’t it make you more careful not to fall into a similar error again? You have a fixed idea in your mind and the way you dwell on it is breaking you down; seeing you suffer is wearing me. Can’t you believe that there is room for doubt?”
“I wish I could,” he said with some gentleness, recognizing the anxious appeal in her voice. “But I imagined you were as convinced as I am of Prescott’s guilt20.”
“Oh,” she replied miserably25, “I believed I was; but I don’t know what to think!”
He noticed the distress26 in her face with uncomprehending sympathy. He was fond of her, in his stern, reserved fashion, and knew she must deeply feel the loss of her brother.
“As soon as he saw he was suspected, Prescott ran away,” he continued. “That must count against him. If he had had any motive except the wish to escape, he would have mentioned it.”
Gertrude sat silent, tormented27 by confused emotions. Prescott had told her he was going to hunt for Cyril, and until she had seen his devotion to Muriel she had felt that she must believe in him; then her mind had been filled with jealousy28 and doubt. She thought she hated him; after all, he might be guilty. It was not her part to speak in his defense29; though she felt she was acting30 treacherously31, she could not stand up for him. 221
“It is possible that the police were wrong about Cyril,” she said at length.
“I’m afraid not,” said Jernyngham. “It might be urged that Prescott has come back; but I believe that was only to sell his wheat.” He broke into a harsh laugh. “One must admit that the fellow has courage; but he won’t find it easy to escape again. Every move of his will be watched.”
Gertrude sat very still for a few moments, her lips tightly pressed together. Then she made a gesture of weariness.
“Oh,” she said, “it’s all so hard to bear! There’s nothing but doubt and suspense32; not a ray of comfort!”
Getting up languidly she went out and left her father lost in thought.
An hour or two afterward, Prescott sat near the stove in his homestead, moodily33 making entries in an account-book, when he heard voices in the passage and looked up with a start. The next moment the door opened and Muriel Hurst came in. His heart throbbed34 furiously at the sight of her; she looked excited and eager; her rich furs enhanced her charm. He thought she made a wonderfully attractive picture in the small, simply furnished room, but he laid a strong restraint upon himself as he rose.
“I felt that I had to come; I wanted to show that your friends still trusted you,” she said impulsively35.
He made no move to bring her a chair.
“It was a generous thought, but, considering everything, I don’t know that it was wise. Did you tell Colston or your sister that you were coming?”
“No,” she answered with a trace of confusion; “I left rather in a hurry.” Then she broke into a forced laugh. “This isn’t the welcome I expected!” 222
Prescott’s eyes gleamed.
“You know I’m glad to see you.”
“Well,” she said, sitting down with a hint of defiance36 in her air, “that’s the most important thing; though the confession37 had to be extorted38 from you. It looked as if you wanted to get rid of me.”
“I felt I ought to.”
Muriel looked at him with amusement.
“Duty against inclination39! It’s a pity the former was beaten. But aren’t you falling into our way of thinking rather fast?”
“That isn’t strange. I’ve had English ideas impressed on me pretty forcibly during the last few months. But you made a statement that surprised me. Does Colston trust me?”
“He wants to.”
“That implies a doubt. And your sister; is she on my side?”
“She’s reserving her opinion.”
“You can’t say that the Jernynghams are convinced of my innocence40.”
“No,” said Muriel. “I think they’re cruelly and unreasonably41 bitter.”
“Then that leaves only one person with unshaken faith.” His eyes rested on the girl with deep gratitude42 and tenderness. “Miss Hurst, I think I may say it’s quite enough.”
She looked up fearlessly, with heightened color.
“We won’t pay each other compliments. Will you tell me why you went away?”
“Yes; I went to look for Cyril Jernyngham.”
Muriel made an abrupt43 movement and her eyes sparkled with relief which she did not try to hide. 223
“Oh,” she said, “that’s such a complete explanation; it answers everything! But why didn’t you tell people the reason you were going? You must have known that stealing away, as you did, would count against you!”
“I told Miss Jernyngham.”
“Gertrude knew?” Muriel started. Then her face hardened. “After all, that doesn’t matter; there are much more important things. You didn’t find Cyril?”
“I followed him across three provinces and lost him in the end.”
“Ah!” she said. “How unfortunate, how terribly disappointing! But tell me all you did; I’m not asking from mere44 curiosity.” She hesitated. “I think you owe me that.”
He told her the story of his wanderings and what he had learned about Kermode’s adventures. She listened with eager attention, and laughed now and then.
“It’s convincing on the face of it,” she declared. “One feels that everything is exactly what Cyril Jernyngham must have done. Will you tell his father?”
“No,” Prescott answered gravely. “He wouldn’t believe the tale.”
“But I feel it can’t be doubted, after what I have heard of Cyril’s character and his conduct in England.”
“You have an open mind. I think you hate injustice45; you try to be fair. That, I guess, is why you came to see me.”
Muriel glanced at him sharply, and then smiled.
“I suppose it was; I felt that you have been badly treated. But I only meant to stay a minute or two, and you seem to be busy.”
He did not deny it. Conscious as he was of her 224 charm and his longing46 for her, he feared to detain her lest he should be driven into some rash avowal47.
“I’m very grateful for your confidence,” he answered slowly.
“Well,” said Muriel, “I must go.” She rose, but stood still a moment. “Mr. Prescott, it hurts me to see suspicion fall on my friends. You must clear yourself somehow.”
“Ah,” he said moodily, “how am I to set about it?”
“For one thing, you must not go away again. That would look bad.” She hesitated. “And, from a few words I heard, I fear it would bring the police after you.”
“It seems very probable; I’ll stay while I’m allowed,” he said with some bitterness and turned toward the door with her. Then a little color crept into his face as she held out her hand. “Miss Hurst,” he added, “you are a very staunch friend.”
Muriel smiled.
“It really looks as if staunchness were one of my virtues48; but you see I venture to act on my opinions without paying much attention to what other people think. After all, that would be foolish, wouldn’t it?”
Then she got into the sleigh and left him wondering what she could have meant. He knew her friends regarded him as a man of inferior station, who, if cleared from suspicion, might perhaps be tolerated so long as he recognized his limitations and did not presume. Had Muriel wished to hint that she differed from them in this respect? The thought of it set his heart to beating fast and when he went back to his books he found it singularly difficult to fix his mind on them.
Muriel drove rapidly to the Leslie homestead and, reaching it after dark, joined the others at supper. During 225 the meal, a reference to Jernyngham’s interview with the police officer gave her the opportunity she was waiting for.
“When Mr. Prescott went away it told badly against him, because people didn’t know what his object was,” she said.
She fixed her eyes on Gertrude, but the latter’s face was expressionless as she moved her plate.
“He went to find Cyril,” she added.
Mrs. Colston looked up sharply; her husband started.
“If true, it’s a strong point in his favor,” Colston declared.
Gertrude still made no sign; but her father broke into an incredulous smile.
“An excellent motive! It’s a pity he didn’t mention it before he went! It would have carried more weight then!”
There was an awkward silence; and then Muriel said firmly:
“Still, that was why he went away.”
Jernyngham looked hard at her and made a gesture which suggested that the matter would not bear discussion. Then Colston began to talk to her, and he was glad when the meal was finished. Muriel waited until she found Gertrude alone in her room.
“You knew Mr. Prescott went to look for your brother, and yet you would not say a word,” she said.
“Ah!” exclaimed Gertrude sharply. “So you have seen him! You drove over this afternoon—one might have expected that.”
Muriel’s eyes sparkled, but she answered calmly:
“Yes, I went to see him; but you’re evading49 the point. What reason could you have had for trying to injure an innocent man?” 226
Gertrude made an uneasy movement.
“Aren’t you taking too much for granted? To begin with, his innocence is very doubtful.”
“Yet, I think you must have been convinced of it. That he told you why he was going proves that you were on friendly terms, which would have been impossible if you had thought him guilty. What has made you change?”
The girl’s voice was stingingly scornful. It looked as if she suspected something, and Gertrude broke into a cold smile.
“Oh,” she said, “the man is clever; he has a way of creeping into one’s confidence. He appears to have had no trouble in gaining yours. After all, however, if my father is right, I have a duty to my brother’s memory.”
“Your father is so possessed50 and carried away by an idea that one can almost forgive him his injustice and cruelty. You have not the same excuse!”
Gertrude turned toward her with a formal manner.
“I think you have gone far enough. Do you intend to tell the others what you have said to me?”
“Oh, no,” answered Muriel. “It would serve no purpose. But I feel that sooner or later you will be sorry for what you have done.”
Then she went out, leaving Gertrude alone with her reflections.
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