With regard to his patient he was grave, but not alarming. Grave, however, one felt he would always be, and Harry remembered Mr. Francis's criticism of him, that he knew too much, and had[Pg 322] always in his mind the most remote consequences of any lesion, however insignificant8.
"I can give you no certain account of him to-night, Lord Vail," he said. "I found Mr. Francis in a lethargic9 state, the natural reaction from, so I understand, an agitating10 scene that took place this afternoon. I did not even speak to him, for I thought it better not to rouse him, as he seemed in a fair way to get a good night's rest. But I spoke12 to his man, who told me that he thought something agitating and painful had taken place. May I ask you if this is the case?"
"Yes," said Harry, "a friend of mine, Mr. Francis, and I, had a terrible scene this afternoon."
"Can you tell me about it; the merest outline only? You see, if Mr. Francis experiences any return of this agitation13, which is, to put it frankly14, so dangerous, it might be very likely useful that I should know about it, and be able to soothe15 him with something more specific than wide generalities."
Harry paused; they were alone over dessert.
"It is all very horrible," he said at length, "and I can hardly speak of it. But I can tell you this: Within the last ten days I have had three very narrow escapes from a violent and sudden death."
Dr. Armytage put down with neat haste the glass he was raising to his lips, and gave Harry one quick glance from below his bushy eyebrows. Startling though the words were, you would hardly[Pg 323] have expected such sudden alertness and interest from so self-contained a man.
"Yes?" he said.
"Well, for one at least of these my uncle blames himself," said Harry. "That certainly was one of the causes of his agitation, though perhaps not the greatest immediate2 cause. Oh, it is awful to speak of it!" he cried. "Tell me what you advise. Had I better tell you everything?"
"I repeat, it may possibly be of use to me," said the doctor. "All you say, of course, will be under the seal of my profession."
The servants had entered the room with coffee, and Harry did not immediately reply. Templeton, as usual, carried the case of the Luck, and even as he took the jewel into his hand, Harry hurriedly filled a wineglass.
"The Luck," he said in no very cordial tone. Then turning to the doctor.
"Please excuse me," he said. "It is a custom I have got into. Yes, that is the Luck; my uncle may have spoken to you about it. You would like to look at it?"
The doctor waved it away.
"Another time, another time," he said, and waited till the servants had left the room. Then:
"Yes," he continued, "I have heard Mr. Francis speak of it. An extraordinary delusion16 in so clear-headed a man, is it not? He thinks—I hope I am not intruding17 into family secrets, Lord Vail—he soberly thinks that the Luck brings[Pg 324] blessings18 and curses on your house. I may say the idea almost possesses him."
"Surely you are mistaken," said Harry. "He is always laughing, sometimes even he is distressed19 at my believing—ah! not believing, but thinking I believe in it. But very curious things have happened," he added.
"There is doubtless some mistake," said the doctor. "But to return: All you tell me will be under the seal of my profession."
"You mean that I speak to one who is necessarily as silent as the grave," said Harry. "You will pardon my insistence20 on this."
"I give you my word on it," said the doctor.
"Well, it is a strange, dark story," said Harry, "and if I speak a little incoherently, you will know by the end what perplexities I am in. Now there are two kiosks—sort of places near the house; one is a summerhouse, one an ice house. I got the keys one morning, and asked my uncle which was which. He told me quite distinctly that the left-hand one was the summerhouse. He made a mistake, and I went whistling into the ice house—they were both shuttered and quite dark inside—and came within an ace11 of falling into the big tank. I am quite sure I went to the one he told me was the summerhouse."
"Number one," said the doctor.
"Next morning he went up to London," continued Harry, "and I and Geoffrey Langham, this friend of mine who left to-day, were going out for a day's shooting. My gun was standing21 in[Pg 325] the rack, and as I took it up it went off, narrowly missing me. The last person who had used that gun and who had left the cartridge22 in it was my uncle."
"Number two," said the doctor.
"To-day he and I went out together and looked at the flooded lake. I tried to raise an extra sluice23 that we have, and finding that I could not make it move, we went up toward the farm to get men to help. But, again at his suggestion, he went on to the farm, and I went back to have another try at it. As I was standing on the main sluice, pulling, the whole thing gave way, and I went down with the flood-water, as near to being drowned as any one can wish to be. My uncle had thought the sluice not very safe, but he had not thought it worth mentioning."
The doctor was silent awhile.
"You bear a charmed life, Lord Vail," he said at length. "But I think you have more to tell me."
Harry gave him one dumb, appealing glance, and met eyes which were grave but not unkind, firm and deeply interested. He had the impression that they had long been watching him.
"Yes, I have more—I have more," he said, with agitation, "and it is horribly painful! Dr. Armytage, I have two great friends—or so I think—my uncle, and this Geoffrey Langham, a fellow of my own age or thereabouts. This afternoon, to my uncle's face, though I am bound to say he would have preferred to tell me privately24, Geoffrey[Pg 326] made horrible insinuations—accusations25. He said that Uncle Francis had long been my enemy; that he had tried to prevent my engagement; that he had failed there, and that in this affair, for instance, my uncle had intentionally—had intentionally——" and a strangling knot tied itself in his throat, choking utterance26.
The doctor pushed the water-bottle gently a little closer to Harry, and he poured himself out some and drank it, unconscious that any suggestion had been made to him.
"Then there was an awful scene," he went on. "My uncle was nearly off his head, I believe, with remorse27 and horror for those words which had so nearly sent me to my death, and this was aggravated28, I must suppose, by black, ungovernable rage against Geoffrey. I felt that I had never seen an angry man before. He refused to stay another night in the house with him; he asked me continually which of them it was who should go. He could not, of that I was convinced, in that state, and I sent Geoff off. Besides, I can not—simply I can not—believe in Geoff's accusations. It is flatly impossible that Uncle Francis should be guilty of the least intention which Geoff attributed to him. Do I not know him? There must be some other explanation. And if you want to know what my other explanation is, it has stood in front of you at dinner. It was the Luck: fire and frost and rain—the ice house, the gun, the sluice. Oh, it has happened once before like that."
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"Yes, Mr. Francis told me," said the doctor, still looking very intently at him.
Harry flicked29 the ash off his cigarette.
"Here am I, then," he said. "Of my two best friends, one lies upstairs; the other, God knows if I shall ever see the other again! I have to tell him whether I believe what he said. And I can not believe it. It is monstrous30; he is monstrous to have thought it. Yet I see why he thought it; to any one not believing in the Luck, there was no other explanation. There are other things too. I need not trouble you with them. He came to the conclusion, for instance, that my uncle wished to stop my engagement—prevent it rather, for I was not engaged then. They were specious31—good Lord! they were specious enough. But I have been considering them all, and I simply can not believe them. It is not that I wilfully32 shut my eyes; I hold them open with pincers and chisels33, so to speak, but I am unable—that is clear—to believe anything of this. How could it be possible? God does not allow such things, I tell you."
"That is your verdict, then. You believe nothing against your uncle," said the other with an intonation34 absolutely colourless.
"I can not."
"May I tell your uncle this, Lord Vail?" asked the doctor presently. "If his agitation returns, I can think of nothing which would so much tend to soothe it as the assurance that these accusations are to you absolutely void and[Pg 328] empty. These vile35 accusations," he added in a moment.
"Yes, they are vile," said Harry, half to himself.
"May I then use my discretion36 to tell him so, if I think it desirable?" asked the doctor, pressing his point. "It would be better, I think, for me to tell him than you. That would be agitating work for both of you," he said, watching the lad closely.
"Oh, you may tell him whatever you damn please!" cried Harry, with the sudden petulance37 of nerves utterly38 overwrought.
Instantly the doctor's face changed. The symptom for which he had been waiting had come.
"Now, then, Lord Vail," he said, with a peremptoriness39 which startled Harry, "I do not want two patients instead of one. You were on the verge40 of hysterics, let me tell you. We will have none of that, please."
This treatment was shrewd and prompt. Judging rapidly and correctly, he saw that any word of sympathy or kindness would be likely to throw Harry altogether off the balance, and he was justified41 when, in answer to this rough speech, he saw an angry flush spring to his face.
"I am not accustomed to be spoken to like that," he said hotly.
"No, it was a liberty on my part," said the doctor. "Please excuse it. But I think you will[Pg 329] acknowledge that I was right. You are your own man again now."
Harry considered this a moment, then smiled.
"Yes, you were perfectly42 right," he said candidly43. "But I have had rather a trying time to-day."
"Indeed you have, and I may say now that I am very sorry for you. I recommend you therefore to go to bed, and not to write to your friend to-night, nor to think what you will say to him when you do."
"And to go to sleep very quietly and soundly till morning," said Harry. "Excellent advice, Dr. Armytage."
"Oh, you will do all these things if you follow my directions," said the doctor.
"I should like to hear them, then."
"To drink the dose I will send you up to your room," he said quietly.
At that moment, as if by a flash-light suddenly turned on, Harry saw himself again meeting at the lodge44 gates this man for whom, at first sight, he had conceived so violent and instinctive45 an antipathy46, and simultaneously47 the curious adventure in the search for Dr. Godfrey shone in his mind. What if, after all, Geoffrey was right, and he himself was alone in this house with a man such as his friend had pictured Mr. Francis to be, and his mysterious confederate physician, whose ways were so dark? The suspicions which had seemed to him so utterly beyond the horizon of credibility leaped suddenly nearer. And when he spoke,[Pg 330] though he tried to make no alteration48 in his tone, even to himself his voice sounded unusual.
"I don't think I shall require any doses," he said. "I dare say I shall sleep all right. Thanks all the same."
"Ah, you don't trust me," said the doctor in the same quiet tone.
This exceeding frankness both pleased and offended Harry.
"Is it not a pity to say a thing like that?" he asked, "when you really have no warrant for it? To show you how wrong you are, I will take your dose with pleasure."
The doctor's grave face relaxed.
"That is right, Lord Vail," he said. "But do you think that your now consenting to take it proves that I was wrong? Might not a man consider that it showed I was right?"
Harry smiled also.
"A man of sufficient ingenuity49 can make plausible50 the most extravagant51 conclusions," he said, rather enjoying this tiny fencing match.
"True; we will not draw any at all, since there is no need," he said. "And now, with your leave, I will go up and see Mr. Francis again. I hope and trust I shall find him asleep."
"I shall be in the hall," said Harry; "please give me your report as soon as you have seen him."
Dr. Armytage went upstairs, and Harry lit a cigarette and waited his return. Dinner and the presence of this capable man had to a large extent[Pg 331] quieted his jangled nerves, and he was conscious, more than anything, of a great weariness. The acuteness of his perplexities had for the moment worn off a little, and though their aching weight was no less, they pressed on him, so it seemed, without the fret52 of sharp edges. He resolutely53 set himself not to think of them, but rather of that exquisite54 point of happiness which was day by day coming nearer to him. Evie would be in England in less than a fortnight now; five weeks brought him to that day to which his whole life hitherto seemed to have been leading up. But suddenly the claws and teeth again recaptured him: Geoffrey was to have been his best man, and now— And with that his feverish55 mill-race of bewildering possibilities began again, and it was a relief when the doctor reappeared.
"Mr. Francis is sleeping, I am glad to tell you," he said. "Thanks. I will smoke one cigarette before I go upstairs; and when I go, you go too, if you please, Lord Vail. I have put your dose in your bedroom."
"Thanks. I am dead tired; one cigarette will see me."
The doctor settled himself in a chair.
"Yes, that tiredness is exactly what my dose will give a chance to," he said. "You are tired and excited—a horrible combination; and your excitement would certainly keep you awake. That I hope to remove by this sedative56 draught57, and let your tiredness act naturally. But I must really congratulate you on your nerves. In the last ten[Pg 332] days you have had enough escapes to last a lifetime, and, upon my word, you don't look used up. A very fine nervous constitution. Mr. Francis also used to have the same power of going through things that would have caused most men to break down utterly."
"Yes, he has been through awful trouble," said Harry, "and really he does not seem more than a man of sixty."
"Trouble of the most horrible kind," said the doctor. "May I ask you, Lord Vail, if Miss Aylwin is any relation to——"
"Yes," interrupted Harry; "her mother was Mrs. Harmsworth."
"I see you know the story. I was associated somewhat closely with it; I was, in fact, the doctor who gave evidence at the coroner's inquest."
Again Harry forgot his own perplexities.
"Ah, tell me about that," he said.
"There is little to tell. The conclusion I arrived at was that the death of Mr. Harmsworth might easily have been accidental or self-inflicted; that it was, in fact, the gun he carried which killed him. That, of course, was the crucial point. The nature of the wound appeared to me compatible with that interpretation58."
"I knew that you were an old friend of my uncle's," said Harry. "But I did not know that your association with him was so intimate as that."
The doctor was silent a moment, and threw his smoked-out cigarette away.
"I tell you this," he said at last, "as a sort of[Pg 333] testimonial, recommendation, what you will: I came here as a stranger to you; you have received me with very cordial hospitality, and I present," he added, "my credentials59."
Harry rose, and held out his hand.
"They are extremely satisfactory," he said. "And now for my dose and bed. You sleep in my uncle's sitting room, I think you said. I hope they have made you comfortable."
"I have everything," said the doctor. "By the way, speaking of your friend Mr. Langham, I may tell Mr. Francis that he has left, if I think it wise?"
"Certainly, if you wish."
"That he has gone to London?" suggested the doctor casually60.
"As a matter of fact he has gone to his father's house for a few days, down near Sevenoaks. Lord Langham, you know."
"Ah, yes," said Dr. Armytage. "Good-night, my dear Lord Vail. I am convinced you will sleep well."
Half an hour afterward61 the house was dark and quiet. Harry had drained his dose, and was sleeping deeply and dreamlessly; Mr. Francis was not more wakeful. The night was warm and mellow62 after the heavy rain, and Dr. Armytage sat long at his window looking out with fixed63, undeviating eyes into the blackness. At intervals64, some real or fancied stir from the sick room would make him rise mechanically, and, crossing the[Pg 334] floor, look in on his patient; once Mr. Francis in his sleep called out, "Harry, Harry! take care!" in a strangling, agonized65 voice. But even then he did not wake, and the doctor returned again to his seat in the window and still gazed out into the night. The rain had ceased soon after sunset, and now the sky was nearly clear, and star in-wrought; in the east the moon would soon be rising. But he regarded not nor saw either stars or the climbing crescent.
At length a striking clock aroused him, and he got up.
"No, no, and a thousand times no!" he said to himself.
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