A guard, slamming gustily6 in through the front door, reeled unsteadily down the aisle7. Kirkwood, rousing from a profound reverie, detained him with a gesture and began to interrogate8 him in French. When he departed presently it transpired9 that the girl was unaquainted with that tongue.
"I didn't understand, you know," she told him with a slow, shy smile.
"I was merely questioning him about the trains from Brussels to-night. We daren't stop, you see; we must go on,—keep Hobbs on the jump and lose him, if possible. There's where our advantage lies—in having only Hobbs to deal with. He's not particularly intellectual; and we've two heads to his one, besides. If we can prevent him from guessing our destination and wiring back to Antwerp, we may win away. You understand?"
"Perfectly," she said, brightening. "And what do you purpose doing now?"
"I can't tell yet. The guard's gone to get me some information about the night trains on other lines. In the meantime, don't fret11 about Hobbs; I'll answer for Hobbs."
"I shan't be worried," she said simply, "with you here...."
Whatever answer he would have made he was obliged to postpone12 because of the return of the guard, with a handful of time-tables; and when, rewarded with a modest gratuity13, the man had gone his way, and Kirkwood turned again to the girl, she had withdrawn14 her attention for the time.
Unconscious of his bold regard, she was dreaming, her thoughts at loose-ends, her eyes studying the incalculable depths of blue-black night that swirled15 and eddied16 beyond the window-glass. The most shadowy of smiles touched her lips, the faintest shade of deepened color rested on her cheeks.... She was thinking of—him? As long as he dared, the young man, his heart in his own eyes, watched her greedily, taking a miser's joy of her youthful beauty, striving with all his soul to analyze18 the enigma19 of that most inscrutable smile.
It baffled him. He could not say of what she thought; and told himself bitterly that it was not for him, a pauper20, to presume a place in her meditations21. He must not forget his circumstances, nor let her tolerance22 render him oblivious23 to his place, which must be a servant's, not a lover's.
The better to convince himself of this, he plunged24 desperately25 into a forlorn attempt to make head or tail of Belgian railway schedule, complicated as these of necessity are by the alternation from normal time notation26 to the abnormal system sanctioned by the government, and vice-versa, with every train that crosses a boundary line of the state.
So preoccupied27 did he become in this pursuit that he was subconsciously28 impressed that the girl had spoken twice, ere he could detach his interest from the exasperatingly30 inconclusive and incoherent cohorts of ranked figures.
"Can't you find out anything?" Dorothy was asking.
"Precious little," he grumbled31. "I'd give my head for a Bradshaw! Only it wouldn't be a fair exchange.... There seems to be an express for Bruges leaving the Gare du Nord, Brussels, at fifty-five minutes after twenty-three o'clock; and if I'm not mistaken, that's the latest train out of Brussels and the earliest we can catch,... if we can catch it. I've never been in Brussels, and Heaven only knows how long it would take us to cab it from the Gare du Midi to the Nord."
In this statement, however, Mr. Kirkwood was fortunately mistaken; not only Heaven, it appeared, had cognizance of the distance between the two stations. While Kirkwood was still debating the question, with pessimistic tendencies, the friendly guard had occasion to pass through the coach; and, being tapped, yielded the desired information with entire tractability33.
It would be a cab-ride of perhaps ten minutes. Monsieur, however, would serve himself well if he offered the driver an advance tip as an incentive34 to speedy driving. Why? Why because (here the guard consulted his watch; and Kirkwood very keenly regretted the loss of his own)—because this train, announced to arrive in Brussels some twenty minutes prior to the departure of that other, was already late. But yes—a matter of some ten minutes. Could that not be made up? Ah, Monsieur, but who should say?
The guard departed, doubtless with private views as to the madness of all English-speaking travelers.
"And there we are!" commented Kirkwood in factitious resignation. "If we're obliged to stop overnight in Brussels, our friends will be on our back before we can get out in the morning, if they have to come by motor-car." He reflected bitterly on the fact that with but a little more money at his disposal, he too could hire a motor-car and cry defiance36 to their persecutors. "However," he amended37, with rising spirits, "so much the better our chance of losing Mr. Hobbs. We must be ready to drop off the instant the train stops."
He began to unfold another time-table, threatening again to lose himself completely; and was thrown into the utmost confusion by the touch of the girl's hand, in appeal placed lightly on his own. And had she been observant, she might have seen a second time his knuckles38 whiten beneath the skin as he asserted his self-control—though this time not over his temper.
His eyes, dumbly eloquent39, turned to meet hers. She was smiling.
"Please!" she iterated, with the least imperative40 pressure on his hand, pushing the folder41 aside.
"I beg pardon?" he muttered blankly.
"Is it quite necessary, now, to study those schedules? Haven't you decided42 to try for the Bruges express?"
"Why yes, but—"
"Then please don't leave me to my thoughts all the time, Mr. Kirkwood." There was a tremor43 of laughter in her voice, but her eyes were grave and earnest. "I'm very weary of thinking round in a circle—and that," she concluded, with a nervous little laugh, "is all I've had to do for days!"
"I'm afraid I'm very stupid," he humored her. "This is the second time, you know, in the course of a very brief acquaintance, that you have found it necessary to remind me to talk to you."
"Oh-h!" She brightened. "That night, at the Pless? But that was ages ago!"
"It seems so," he admitted.
"So much has happened!"
"Yes," he assented44 vaguely46.
She watched him, a little piqued47 by his absent-minded mood, for a moment; then, and not without a trace of malice48: "Must I tell you again what to talk about?" she asked.
"Forgive me. I was thinking about, if not talking to, you.... I've been wondering just why it was that you left the Alethea at Queensborough, to go on by steamer."
And immediately he was sorry that his tactless query49 had swung the conversation to bear upon her father, the thought of whom could not but prove painful to her. But it was too late to mend matters; already her evanescent flush of amusement had given place to remembrance.
"It was on my father's account," she told him in a steady voice, but with averted50 eyes; "he is a very poor sailor, and the promise of a rough passage terrified him. I believe there was a difference of opinion about it, he disputing with Mr. Mulready and Captain Stryker. That was just after we had left the anchorage. They both insisted that it was safer to continue by the Alethea, but he wouldn't listen to them, and in the end had his way. Captain Stryker ran the brigantine into the mouth of the Medway and put us ashore51 just in time to catch the steamer."
"Were you sorry for the change?"
"I?" She shuddered52 slightly. "Hardly! I think I hated the ship from the moment I set foot on board her. It was a dreadful place; it was all night-marish, that night, but it seemed most terrible on the Alethea with Captain Stryker and that abominable53 Mr. Hobbs. I think that my unhappiness had as much to do with my father's insistence54 on the change, as anything. He ... he was very thoughtful, most of the time."
Kirkwood shut his teeth on what he knew of the blackguard.
"I don't know why," she continued, wholly without affectation, "but I was wretched from the moment you left me in the cab, to wait while you went in to see Mrs. Hallam. And when we left you, at Bermondsey Old Stairs, after what you had said to me, I felt—I hardly know what to say—abandoned, in a way."
"But you were with your father, in his care—"
"I know, but I was getting confused. Until then the excitement had kept me from thinking. But you made me think. I began to wonder, to question ... But what could I do?" She signified her helplessness with a quick and dainty movement of her hands. "He is my father; and I'm not yet of age, you know."
"I thought so," he confessed, troubled. "It's very inconsiderate of you, you must admit."
"I don't understand..."
"Because of the legal complication. I've no doubt your father can 'have the law on me'"—Kirkwood laughed uneasily—"for taking you from his protection."
"Protection!" she echoed warmly. "If you call it that!"
"Kidnapping," he said thoughtfully: "I presume that'd be the charge."
"Oh!" She laughed the notion to scorn. "Besides, they must catch us first, mustn't they?"
"Of course; and"—with a simulation of confidence sadly deceitful—"they shan't, Mr. Hobbs to the contrary notwithstanding."
"You make me share your confidence, against my better judgment56."
"I wish your better judgment would counsel you to share your confidence with me," he caught her up. "If you would only tell me what it's all about, as far as you know, I'd be better able to figure out what we ought to do."
Briefly57 the girl sat silent, staring before her with sweet somber58 eyes. Then, "In the very beginning," she told him with a conscious laugh,—"this sounds very story-bookish, I know—in the very beginning, George Burgoyne Calendar, an American, married his cousin a dozen times removed, and an Englishwoman, Alice Burgoyne Hallam."
"Hallam!"
"Wait, please." She sat up, bending forward and frowning down upon her interlacing, gloved fingers; she was finding it difficult to say what she must. Kirkwood, watching hungrily the fair drooping59 head, the flawless profile clear and radiant against the night-blackened window, saw hot signals of shame burning on her cheek and throat and forehead.
"But never mind," he began awkwardly.
"No," she told him with decision. "Please let me go on...." She continued, stumbling, trusting to his sympathy to bridge the gaps in her narrative60. "My father ... There was trouble of some sort.... At all events, he disappeared when I was a baby. My mother ... died. I was brought up in the home of my great-uncle, Colonel George Burgoyne, of the Indian Army—retired. My mother had been his favorite niece, they say; I presume that was why he cared for me. I grew up in his home in Cornwall; it was my home, just as he was my father in everything but fact.
"A year ago he died, leaving me everything,—the town house in Frognall Street, his estate in Cornwall: everything was willed to me on condition that I must never live with my father, nor in any way contribute to his support. If I disobeyed, the entire estate without reserve was to go to his nearest of kin17.... Colonel Burgoyne was unmarried and had no children."
The girl paused, lifting to Kirkwood's face her eyes, clear, fearless, truthful62. "I never was given to understand that there was anybody who might have inherited, other than myself," she declared.
"I see... Last week I received a letter, signed with my father's name, begging me to appoint an interview with him in London. I did so,—guess how gladly! I was alone in the world, and he, my father, whom I had never thought to see.... We met at his hotel, the Pless. He wanted me to come and live with him,—said that he was growing old and lonely and needed a daughter's love and care. He told me that he had made a fortune in America and was amply able to provide for us both. As for my inheritance, he persuaded me that it was by rights the property of Frederick Hallam, Mrs. Hallam's son."
"I have met the young gentleman," interpolated Kirkwood.
"His name was new to me, but my father assured me that he was the next of kin mentioned in Colonel Burgoyne's will, and convinced me that I had no real right to the property.... After all, he was my father; I agreed; I could not bear the thought of wronging anybody. I was to give up everything but my mother's jewels. It seems,—my father said,—I don't—I can't believe it now—"
She choked on a little, dry sob61. It was some time before she seemed able to continue.
"I was told that my great-uncle's collection of jewels had been my mother's property. He had in life a passion for collecting jewels, and it had been his whim64 to carry them with him, wherever he went. When he died in Frognall Street, they were in the safe by the head of his bed. I, in my grief, at first forgot them, and then afterwards carelessly put off removing them.
"To come back to my father: Night before last we were to call on Mrs. Hallam. It was to be our last night in England; we were to sail for the Continent on the private yacht of a friend of my father's, the next morning.... This is what I was told—and believed, you understand.
"That night Mrs. Hallam was dining at another table at the Pless, it seems. I did not then know her. When leaving, she put a note on our table, by my father's elbow. I was astonished beyond words.... He seemed much agitated65, told me that he was called away on urgent business, a matter of life and death, and begged me to go alone to Frognall Street, get the jewels and meet him at Mrs. Hallam's later.... I wasn't altogether a fool, for I began dimly to suspect, then, that something was wrong; but I was a fool, for I consented to do as he desired. You understand—you know—?"
"I do, indeed," replied Kirkwood grimly. "I understand a lot of things now that I didn't five minutes ago. Please let me think..."
But the time he took for deliberation was short. He had hoped to find a way to spare her, by sparing Calendar; but momentarily he was becoming more impressed with the futility66 of dealing67 with her save in terms of candor68, merciful though they might seem harsh.
"I must tell you," he said, "that you have been outrageously69 misled, swindled and deceived. I have heard from your father's own lips that Mrs. Hallam was to pay him two thousand pounds for keeping you out of England and losing you your inheritance. I'm inclined to question, furthermore, the assertion that these jewels were your mother's. Frederick Hallam was the man who followed you into the Frognall Street house and attacked me on the stairs; Mrs. Hallam admits that he went there to get the jewels. But he didn't want anybody to know it."
"But that doesn't prove—"
"Just a minute." Rapidly and concisely70 Kirkwood recounted the events wherein he had played a part, subsequent to the adventure of Bermondsey Old Stairs. He was guilty of but one evasion71; on one point only did he slur72 the truth: he conceived it his honorable duty to keep the girl in ignorance of his straitened circumstances; she was not to be distressed73 by knowledge of his distress74, nor could he tolerate the suggestion of seeming to play for her sympathy. It was necessary, then, to invent a motive75 to excuse his return to 9, Frognall Street. I believe he chose to exaggerate the inquisitiveness76 of his nature and threw in for good measure a desire to recover a prized trinket of no particular moment, esteemed77 for its associations, and so forth78. But whatever the fabrication, it passed muster79; to the girl his motives80 seemed less important than the discoveries that resulted from them.
"I am afraid," he concluded the summary of the confabulation he had overheard at the skylight of the Alethea's cabin, "you'd best make up your mind that your father—"
"Yes," whispered the girl huskily; and turned her face to the window, a quivering muscle in the firm young throat alone betraying her emotion.
"It's a bad business," he pursued relentlessly81: "bad all round. Mulready, in your father's pay, tries to have him arrested, the better to rob him. Mrs. Hallam, to secure your property for that precious pet, Freddie, connives82 at, if she doesn't instigate83, a kidnapping. Your father takes her money to deprive you of yours,—which could profit him nothing so long as you remained in lawful84 possession of it; and at the same time he conspires85 to rob, through you, the rightful owners—if they are rightful owners. And if they are, why does Freddie Hallam go like a thief in the night to secure property that's his beyond dispute?... I don't really think you owe your father any further consideration."
He waited patiently. Eventually, "No-o," the girl sobbed86 assent45.
"It's this way: Calendar, counting on your sparing him in the end, is going to hound us. He's doing it now: there's Hobbs in the next car, for proof. Until these jewels are returned, whether to Frognall Street or to young Hallam, we're both in danger, both thieves in the sight of the law. And your father knows that, too. There's no profit to be had by discounting the temper of these people; they're as desperate a gang of swindlers as ever lived. They'll have those jewels if they have to go as far as murder—"
"Mr. Kirkwood!" she deprecated, in horror.
He wagged his head stubbornly, ominously87. "I've seen them in the raw. They're hot on our trail now; ten to one, they'll be on our backs before we can get across the Channel. Once in England we will be comparatively safe. Until then ... But I'm a brute88—I'm frightening you!"
"You are, dreadfully," she confessed in a tremulous voice.
"Forgive me. If you look at the dark side first, the other seems all the brighter. Please don't worry; we'll pull through with flying colors, or my name's not Philip Kirkwood!"
"I have every faith in you," she informed him, flawlessly sincere. "When I think of all you've done and dared for me, on the mere10 suspicion that I needed your help—"
"We'd best be getting ready," he interrupted hastily. "Here's Brussels."
It was so. Lights, in little clusters and long, wheeling lines, were leaping out of the darkness and flashing back as the train rumbled32 through the suburbs of the little Paris of the North. Already the other passengers were bestirring themselves, gathering89 together wraps and hand luggage, and preparing for the journey's end.
Rising, Kirkwood took down their two satchels91 from the overhead rack, and waited, in grim abstraction planning and counterplanning against the machinations in whose wiles92 they two had become so perilously93 entangled94.
Primarily, there was Hobbs to be dealt with; no easy task, for Kirkwood dared not resort to violence nor in any way invite the attention of the authorities; and threats would be an idle waste of breath, in the case of that corrupt95 and malignant96, little cockney, himself as keen as any needle, adept97 in all the artful resources of the underworld whence he had sprung, and further primed for action by that master rogue98, Calendar.
The train was pulling slowly into the station when he reluctantly abandoned his latest unfeasible scheme for shaking off the little Englishman, and concluded that their salvation99 was only to be worked out through everlasting100 vigilance, incessant101 movement, and the favor of the blind goddess, Fortune. There was comfort of a sort in the reflection that the divinity of chance is at least blind; her favors are impartially102 distributed; the swing of the wheel of the world is not always to the advantage of the wrongdoer and the scamp.
He saw nothing of Hobbs as they alighted and hastened from the station, and hardly had time to waste looking for him, since their train had failed to make up the precious ten minutes. Consequently he dismissed the fellow from his thoughts until—with Brussels lingering in their memories a garish103 vision of brilliant streets and glowing cafés, glimpsed furtively104 from their cab windows during its wild dash over the broad mid-city, boulevards—at midnight they settled themselves in a carriage of the Bruges express. They were speeding along through the open country with a noisy clatter106; then a minute's investigation107 sufficed to discover the mate of the Alethea serenely108 ensconced in the coach behind.
The little man seemed rarely complacent109, and impudently110 greeted Kirkwood's scowling111 visage, as the latter peered through the window in the coach-door, with a smirk112 and a waggish113 wave of his hand. The American by main strength of will-power mastered an impulse to enter and wring114 his neck, and returned to the girl, more disturbed than he cared to let her know.
There resulted from his review of the case but one plan for outwitting Mr. Hobbs, and that lay in trusting to his confidence that Kirkwood and Dorothy Calendar would proceed as far toward Ostend as the train would take them—namely, to the limit of the run, Bruges.
Thus inspired, Kirkwood took counsel with the girl, and when the train paused at Ghent, they made an unostentatious exit from their coach, finding themselves, when the express had rolled on into the west, upon a station platform in a foreign city at nine minutes past one o'clock in the morning—but at length without their shadow. Mr. Hobbs had gone on to Bruges.
Kirkwood sped his journeyings with an unspoken malediction115, and collected himself to cope with a situation which was to prove hardly more happy for them than the espionage116 they had just eluded117. The primal118 flush of triumph which had saturated119 the American's humor on this signal success, proved but fictive and transitory when inquiry120 of the station attendants educed121 the information that the two earliest trains to be obtained were the 5:09 for Dunkerque and the 5:37 for Ostend. A minimum delay of four hours was to be endured in the face of many contingent122 features singularly unpleasant to contemplate123. The station waiting-room was on the point of closing for the night, and Kirkwood, already alarmed by the rapid ebb124 of the money he had had of Calendar, dared not subject his finances to the strain of a night's lodging125 at one of Ghent's hotels. He found himself forced to be cruel to be kind to the girl, and Dorothy's cheerful acquiescence126 to their sole alternative of tramping the street until daybreak did nothing to alleviate127 Kirkwood's exasperation128.
It was permitted them to occupy a bench outside the station. There the girl, her head pillowed on the treasure bag, napped uneasily, while Kirkwood plodded129 restlessly to and fro, up and down the platform, communing with the Shade of Care and addling130 his poor, weary wits with the problem of the future,—not so much his own as the future of the unhappy child for whose welfare he had assumed responsibility. Dark for both of them, in his understanding To-morrow loomed131 darkest for her.
Not until the gray, formless light of the dawn-dusk was wavering over the land, did he cease his perambulations. Then a gradual stir of life in the city streets, together with the appearance of a station porter or two, opening the waiting-rooms and preparing them against the traffic of the day, warned him that he must rouse his charge. He paused and stood over her, reluctant to disturb her rest, such as it was, his heart torn with compassion132 for her, his soul embittered133 by the cruel irony134 of their estate.
If what he understood were true, a king's ransom135 was secreted136 within the cheap, imitation-leather satchel90 which served her for a pillow. But it availed her nothing for her comfort. If what he believed were true, she was absolute mistress of that treasure of jewels; yet that night she had been forced to sleep on a hard, uncushioned bench, in the open air, and this morning he must waken her to the life of a hunted thing. A week ago she had had at her command every luxury known to the civilized137 world; to-day she was friendless, but for his inefficient138, worthless self, and in a strange land. A week ago,—had he known her then,—he had been free to tell her of his love, to offer her the protection of his name as well as his devotion; to-day he was an all but penniless vagabond, and there could be no dishonor deeper than to let her know the nature of his heart's desire.
Was ever lover hedged from a declaration to his mistress by circumstances so hateful, so untoward139! He could have raged and railed against his fate like any madman. For he desired her greatly, and she was very lovely in his sight. If her night's rest had been broken and but a mockery, she showed few signs of it; the faint, wan63 complexion140 of fatigue141 seemed only to enhance the beauty of her maidenhood142; her lips were as fresh and desirous as the dewy petals143 of a crimson144 rose; beneath her eyes soft shadows lurked145 where her lashes146 lay tremulous upon her cheeks of satin.... She was to him of all created things the most wonderful, the most desirable.
The temptation of his longing147 seemed more than he could long withstand. But resist he must, or part for ever with any title to her consideration—or his own. He shut his teeth and knotted his brows in a transport of desire to touch, if only with his finger-tips, the woven wonder of her hair.
And thus she saw him, when, without warning, she awoke.
Bewilderment at first informed the wide brown eyes; then, as their drowsiness148 vanished, a little laughter, a little tender mirth.
"Good morning, Sir Knight149 of the Somber Countenance150!" she cried, standing55 up. "Am I so utterly151 disreputable that you find it necessary to frown on me so darkly?"
He shook his head, smiling.
"I know I'm a fright," she asserted vigorously, shaking out the folds of her pleated skirt. "And as for my hat, it will never be on straight—but then you wouldn't know."
"It seems all right," he replied vacantly.
"Then please to try to look a little happier, since you find me quite presentable."
"I do..."
Without lifting her bended head, she looked up, laughing, not ill-pleased. "You'd say so... really?"
Commonplace enough, this banter153, this pitiful endeavor to be oblivious of their common misery154; but like the look she gave him, her words rang in his head like potent155 fumes156 of wine. He turned away, utterly disconcerted for the time, knowing only that he must overcome his weakness.
Far down the railway tracks there rose a murmuring, that waxed to a rumbling157 roar. A passing porter answered Kirkwood's inquiry: it was the night boat-train from Ostend. He picked up their bags and drew the girl into the waiting-room, troubled by a sickening foreboding.
Through the window they watched the train roll in and stop.
Among others, alighted, smirking158, the unspeakable Hobbs.
He lifted his hat and bowed jauntily159 to the waiting-room window, making it plain that his keen eyes had discovered them instantly.
Kirkwood's heart sank with the hopelessness of it all. If the railway directorates of Europe conspired160 against them, what chance had they? If the night boat-train from Ostend had only had the decency161 to be twenty-five minutes late, instead of arriving promptly162 on the minute of 4:45 they two might have escaped by the 5:09 for Dunkerque and Calais.
There remained but a single untried ruse163 in his bag of tricks; mercifully it might suffice.
"Miss Calendar," said Kirkwood from his heart, "just as soon as I get you home, safe and sound, I am going to take a day off, hunt up that little villain164, and flay165 him alive. In the meantime, I forgot to dine last night, and am reminded that we had better forage166 for breakfast."
Hobbs dogged them at a safe distance while they sallied forth and in a neighboring street discovered an early-bird bakery. Here they were able to purchase rolls steaming from the oven, fresh pats of golden butter wrapped in clean lettuce167 leaves, and milk in twin bottles; all of which they prosaically168 carried with them back to the station, lacking leisure as they did to partake of the food before train-time.
Without attempting concealment169 (Hobbs, he knew, was eavesdropping170 round the corner of the door) Kirkwood purchased at the ticket-window passages on the Dunkerque train. Mr. Hobbs promptly flattered him by imitation; and so jealous of his luck was Kirkwood by this time grown, through continual disappointment, that he did not even let the girl into his plans until they were aboard the 5:09, in a compartment171 all to themselves. Then, having with his own eyes seen Mr. Hobbs dodge172 into the third compartment in the rear of the same carriage, Kirkwood astonished the girl by requesting her to follow him; and together they left by the door opposite that by which they had entered.
The engine was running up and down a scale of staccato snorts, in preparation for the race, and the cars were on the edge of moving, couplings clanking, wheels a-groan, ere Mr. Hobbs condescended173 to join them between the tracks.
Wearily, disheartened, Kirkwood reopened the door, flung the bags in, and helped the girl back into their despised compartment; the quicker route to England via Ostend was now out of the question. As for himself, he waited for a brace174 of seconds, eying wickedly the ubiquitous Hobbs, who had popped back into his compartment, but stood ready to pop out again on the least encouragement. In the meantime he was pleased to shake a friendly foot at Mr. Kirkwood, thrusting that member out through the half-open door.
Only the timely departure of the train, compelling him to rejoin Dorothy at once, if at all, prevented the American from adding murder to the already noteworthy catalogue of his high crimes and misdemeanors.
Their simple meal, consumed to the ultimate drop and crumb175 while the Dunkerque train meandered176 serenely through a sunny, smiling Flemish countryside, somewhat revived their jaded177 spirits. After all, they were young, enviably dowered with youth's exuberant178 elasticity179 of mood; the world was bright in the dawning, the night had fled leaving naught180 but an evil memory; best of all things, they were together: tacitly they were agreed that somehow the future would take care of itself and all be well with them.
For a time they laughed and chattered181, pretending that the present held no cares or troubles; but soon the girl, nestling her head in a corner of the dingy182 cushions, was smiling ever more drowsily183 on Kirkwood; and presently she slept in good earnest, the warm blood ebbing184 and flowing beneath the exquisite185 texture186 of her cheeks, the ghost of an unconscious smile quivering about the sensitive scarlet187 mouth, the breeze through the open window at her side wantoning at will in the sunlit witchery of her hair. And Kirkwood, worn with sleepless188 watching, dwelt in longing upon the dear innocent allure189 of her until the ache in his heart had grown well-nigh insupportable; then instinctively190 turned his gaze upwards191, searching his heart, reading the faith and desire of it, so that at length knowledge and understanding came to him, of his weakness and strength and the clean love that he bore for her, and gladdened he sat dreaming in waking the same clear dreams that modeled her unconscious lips secretly for laughter and the joy of living.
When Dunkerque halted their progress, they were obliged to alight and change cars,—Hobbs a discreetly192 sinister193 shadow at the end of the platform.
By schedule they were to arrive in Calais about the middle of the forenoon, with a wait of three hours to be bridged before the departure of the Dover packet. That would be an anxious time; the prospect194 of it rendered both Dorothy and Kirkwood doubly anxious throughout this final stage of their flight. In three hours anything could happen, or be brought about. Neither could forget that it was quite within the bounds of possibilities for Calendar to be awaiting them in Calais. Presuming that Hobbs had been acute enough to guess their plans and advise his employer by telegraph, the latter could readily have anticipated their arrival, whether by sea in the brigantine, or by land, taking the direct route via Brussels and Lille. If such proved to be the case, it were scarcely sensible to count upon the arch-adventurer contenting himself with a waiting r?le like Hobbs'.
With such unhappy apprehensions195 for a stimulant197, between them the man and the girl contrived198 a make-shift counter-stratagem; or it were more accurate to say that Kirkwood proposed it, while Dorothy rejected, disputed, and at length accepted it, albeit199 with sad misgivings200. For it involved a separation that might not prove temporary.
Together they could never escape the surveillance of Mr. Hobbs; parted, he would be obliged to follow one or the other. The task of misleading the Alethea's mate, Kirkwood undertook, delegating to the girl the duty of escaping when he could provide her the opportunity, of keeping under cover until the hour of sailing, and then proceeding201 to England, with the gladstone bag, alone if Kirkwood was unable, or thought it inadvisable, to join her on the boat.
In furtherance of this design, a majority of the girl's belongings202 were transferred from her traveling bag to Kirkwood's, the gladstone taking their place; and the young man provided her with voluminous instructions, a revolver which she did not know how to handle and declared she would never use for any consideration, and enough money to pay for her accommodation at the Terminus H?tel, near the pier152, and for two passages to London. It was agreed that she should secure the steamer booking, lest Kirkwood be delayed until the last moment.
These arrangements concluded, the pair of blessed idiots sat steeped in melancholy203 silence, avoiding each other's eyes, until the train drew in at the Gare Centrale, Calais.
In profound silence, too, they left their compartment and passed through the station, into the quiet, sun-drenched streets of the seaport,—Hobbs hovering204 solicitously205 in the offing.
Without comment or visible relief of mind they were aware that their fears had been without apparent foundation; they saw no sign of Calendar, Stryker or Mulready. The circumstance, however, counted for nothing; one or all of the adventurers might arrive in Calais at any minute.
Momentarily more miserable206 as the time of parting drew nearer, dumb with unhappiness, they turned aside from the main thoroughfares of the city, leaving the business section, and gained the sleepier side streets, bordered by the residences of the proletariat, where for blocks none but children were to be seen, and of them but few—quaint, sober little bodies playing almost noiselessly in their dooryards.
At length Kirkwood spoke29.
"Let's make it the corner," he said, without looking at the girl. "It's a short block to the next street. You hurry to the Terminus and lock yourself in your room. Have the management book both passages; don't run the risk of going to the pier yourself. I'll make things interesting for Mr. Hobbs, and join you as soon as I can, if I can."
"You must," replied the girl. "I shan't go without you."
"But, Dor—Miss Calendar!" he exclaimed, aghast.
"I don't care—I know I agreed," she declared mutinously207. "But I won't—I can't. Remember I shall wait for you."
"But—but perhaps—"
"If you have to stay, it will be because there's danger—won't it? And what would you think of me if I deserted208 you then, af-after all y-you've done?... Please don't waste time arguing. Whether you come at one to-day, to-morrow, or a week from to-morrow, I shall be waiting.... You may be sure. Good-by."
They had turned the corner, walking slowly, side by side; Hobbs, for the first time caught off his guard, had dropped behind more than half a long block. But now Kirkwood's quick sidelong glance discovered the mate in the act of taking alarm and quickening his pace. None the less the American was at the time barely conscious of anything other than a wholly unexpected furtive105 pressure of the girl's gloved fingers on his own.
"Good-by," she whispered.
He caught at her hand, protesting. "Dorothy—!"
"Good-by," she repeated breathlessly, with a queer little catch in her voice. "God be with you, Philip, and—and send you safely back to me...."
And she was running away.
Dumfounded with dismay, seeing in a flash how all his plans might be set at naught by this her unforeseen insubordination, he took a step or two after her; but she was fleet of foot, and, remembering Hobbs, he halted.
By this time the mate, too, was running; Kirkwood could hear the heavy pounding of his clumsy feet. Already Dorothy had almost gained the farther corner; as she whisked round it with a flutter of skirts, Kirkwood dodged209 hastily behind a gate-post. A thought later, Hobbs appeared, head down, chest out, eyes straining for sight of his quarry210, pelting211 along for dear life.
As, rounding the corner, he stretched out in swifter stride, Kirkwood was inspired to put a spoke in his wheel; and a foot thrust suddenly out from behind the gate-post accomplished212 his purpose with more success than he had dared anticipate. Stumbling, the mate plunged headlong, arms and legs a-sprawl; and the momentum213 of his pace, though checked, carried him along the sidewalk, face downwards214, a full yard ere he could stay himself.
Kirkwood stepped out of the gateway215 and sheered off as Hobbs picked himself up; something which he did rather slowly, as if in a daze216, without comprehension of the cause of his misfortune. And for a moment he stood pulling his wits together and swaying as though on the point of resuming his rudely interrupted chase; when the noise of Kirkwood's heels brought him about face in a twinkling.
"Ow, it's you, eh!" he snarled217 in a temper as vicious as his countenance; and both of these were much the worse for wear and tear.
"Myself," admitted Kirkwood fairly; and then, in a gleam of humor: "Weren't you looking for me?"
His rage seemed to take the little Cockney and shake him by the throat; he trembled from head to foot, his face shockingly congested, and spat218 out dust and fragments of lurid219 blasphemy220 like an infuriated cat.
Of a sudden, "W'ere's the gel?" he sputtered221 thickly as his quick shifting eyes for the first time noted222 Dorothy's absence.
"Miss Calendar has other business—none with you. I've taken the liberty of stopping you because I have a word or two—"
"Ow, you 'ave, 'ave you? Gawd strike me blind, but I've a word for you, too!... 'And over that bag—and look nippy, or I'll myke you pye for w'at you've done to me ... I'll myke you pye!" he iterated hoarsely223, edging closer. "'And it over or—"
"You've got another guess—" Kirkwood began, but saved his breath in deference224 to an imperative demand on him for instant defensive225 action.
To some extent he had underestimated the brute courage of the fellow, the violent, desperate courage that is distilled226 of anger in men of his kind. Despising him, deeming him incapable227 of any overt228 act of villainy, Kirkwood had been a little less wary229 than he would have been with Calendar or Mulready. Hobbs had seemed more of the craven type which Stryker graced so conspicuously230. But now the American was to be taught discrimination, to learn that if Stryker's nature was like a snake's for low cunning and deviousness231, Hobbs' soul was the soul of a viper232.
Almost imperceptibly he had advanced upon Kirkwood; almost insensibly his right hand had moved toward his chest; now, with a movement marvelously deft233, it had slipped in and out of his breast pocket. And a six-inch blade of tarnished234 steel was winging toward Kirkwood's throat with the speed of light.
Instinctively he stepped back; as instinctively he guarded with his right forearm, lifting the hand that held the satchel. The knife, catching235 in his sleeve, scratched the arm beneath painfully, and simultaneously236 was twisted from the mate's grasp, while in his surprise Kirkwood's grip on the bag-handle relaxed. It was torn forcibly from his fingers just as he received a heavy blow on his chest from the mate's fist. He staggered back.
By the time he had recovered from the shock, Hobbs was a score of feet away, the satchel tucked under his arm, his body bent237 almost double, running like a jack-rabbit. Ere Kirkwood could get under way, in pursuit, the mate had dodged out of sight round the corner. When the American caught sight of him again, he was far down the block, and bettering his pace with every jump.
He was approaching, also, some six or eight good citizens of Calais, men of the laboring238 class, at a guess. Their attention attracted by his frantic flight, they stopped to wonder. One or two moved as though to intercept239 him, and he doubled out into the middle of the street with the quickness of thought; an instant later he shot round another corner and disappeared, the natives streaming after in hot chase, electrified240 by the inspiring strains of "Stop, thief!"—or its French equivalent.
Kirkwood, cheering them on with the same wild cry, followed to the farther street; and there paused, so winded and weak with laughter that he was fain to catch at a fence picket241 for support. Standing thus he saw other denizens242 of Calais spring as if from the ground miraculously243 to swell244 the hue245 and cry; and a dumpling of a gendarme246 materialized from nowhere at all, to fall in behind the rabble247, waving his sword above his head and screaming at the top of his lungs, the while his fat legs twinkled for all the world like thick sausage links marvelously animated248.
The mob straggled round yet another corner and was gone; its clamor diminished on the still Spring air; and Kirkwood, recovering, abandoned Mr. Hobbs to the justice of the high gods and the French system of jurisprudence (at least, he hoped the latter would take an interest in the case, if haply Hobbs were laid by the heels), and went his way rejoicing.
As for the scratch on his arm, it was nothing, as he presently demonstrated to his complete satisfaction in the seclusion249 of a chance-sent fiacre. Kirkwood, commissioning it to drive him to the American Consulate250, made his diagnosis251 en route; wound a handkerchief round the negligible wound, rolled down his sleeve, and forgot it altogether in the joys of picturing to himself Hobbs in the act of opening the satchel in expectation of finding therein the gladstone bag.
At the consulate door he paid off the driver and dismissed him; the fiacre had served his purpose, and he could find his way to the Terminus H?tel at infinitely252 less expense. He had a considerably253 harder task before him as he ascended254 the steps to the consular255 doorway256, knocked and made known the nature of his errand.
No malicious257 destiny could have timed the hour of his call more appositely; the consul35 was at home and at the disposal of his fellow-citizens—within bounds.
In the course of thirty minutes or so Kirkwood emerged with dignity from the consulate, his face crimson to the hair, his soul smarting with shame and humiliation258; and left an amused official representative of his country's government with the impression of having been entertained to the point of ennui259 by an exceptionally clumsy but pertinacious260 liar261.
For the better part of the succeeding hour Kirkwood circumnavigated the neighborhood of the steamer pier and the Terminus H?tel, striving to render himself as inconspicuous as he felt insignificant262, and keenly on the alert for any sign or news of Hobbs. In this pursuit he was pleasantly disappointed.
At noon precisely263, his suspense264 grown too onerous265 for his strength of will, throwing caution and their understanding to the winds, he walked boldly into the Terminus, and inquired for Miss Calendar.
The assurance he received that she was in safety under its roof did not deter266 him from sending up his name and asking her to receive him in the public lounge; he required the testimony267 of his senses to convince him that no harm had come to her in the long hour and a half that had elapsed since their separation.
Woman-like, she kept him waiting. Alone in the public rooms of the hotel, he suffered excruciating torments268. How was he to know that Calendar had not arrived and found his way to her?
When at length she appeared on the threshold of the apartment, bringing with her the traveling bag and looking wonderfully the better for her ninety minutes of complete repose269 and privacy, the relief he experienced was so intense that he remained transfixed in the middle of the floor, momentarily able neither to speak nor to move.
On her part, so fagged and distraught did he seem, that at sight of his care-worn countenance she hurried to him with outstretched, compassionate271 hands and a low pitiful cry of concern, forgetful entirely272 of that which he himself had forgotten—the emotion she had betrayed on parting.
"Oh, nothing wrong," he hastened to reassure273 her, with a sorry ghost of his familiar grin; "only I have lost Hobbs and the satchel with your things; and there's no sign yet of Mr. Calendar. We can feel pretty comfortable now, and—and I thought it time we had something like a meal."
The narrative of his adventure which he delivered over their déjeuner à la fourchette contained no mention either of his rebuff at the American Consulate or the scratch he had sustained during Hobbs' murderous assault; the one could not concern her, the other would seem but a bid for her sympathy. He counted it a fortunate thing that the mate's knife had been keen enough to penetrate274 the cloth of his sleeve without tearing it; the slit275 it had left was barely noticeable. And he purposely diverted the girl with flashes of humorous description, so that they discussed both meal and episode in a mood of wholesome276 merriment.
It was concluded, all too soon for the taste of either, by the waiter's announcement that the steamer was on the point of sailing.
Outwardly composed, inwardly quaking, they boarded the packet, meeting with no misadventure whatever—if we are to except the circumstance that, when the restaurant bill was settled and the girl had punctiliously277 surrendered his change with the tickets, Kirkwood found himself in possession of precisely one franc and twenty centimes.
He groaned278 in spirit to think how differently he might have been fixed270, had he not in his infatuated spirit of honesty been so anxious to give Calendar more than ample value for his money!
An inexorable anxiety held them both near the gangway until it was cast off and the boat began to draw away from the pier. Then, and not till then, did an unimpressive, small figure of a man detach itself from the shield of a pile of luggage and advance to the pier-head. No second glance was needed to identify Mr. Hobbs; and until the perspective dwarfed279 him indistinguishably, he was to be seen, alternately waving Kirkwood ironic280 farewell and blowing violent kisses to Miss Calendar from the tips of his soiled fingers.
So he had escaped arrest....
At first by turns indignant and relieved to realize that thereafter they were to move in scenes in which his hateful shadow would not form an essentially281 component282 part, subsequently Kirkwood fell a prey283 to prophetic terrors. It was not alone fear of retribution that had induced Hobbs to relinquish284 his persecution—or so Kirkwood became convinced; if the mate's calculation had allowed for them the least fraction of a chance to escape apprehension196 on the farther shores of the Channel, nor fears nor threats would have prevented him from sailing with the fugitives285.... Far from having left danger behind them on the Continent, Kirkwood believed in his secret heart that they were but flying to encounter it beneath the smoky pall286 of London.
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