Mr. Jobling had fallen backward into a convenient armchair and, with both hands clapped to his nose, was moaning most piteously. Captain Dove was standing2 over him, with features inflamed3, in a very bellicose4 posture5 and glaring at the new-comer, toward whom Slyne had turned inquiringly.
"You're—looking for some one, M. Dubois?" Slyne asked, in a tone of polite surprise, which, Sallie knew, was assumed.
"A thousand pardons," returned that individual. "I am indeed looking for some one—whom I thought to find here. I had no intention, however, of intruding6 upon a lady—" He bowed profusely7 to Sallie. "It may be," he suggested, "that I have mistaken the number. Is not this the suite8 161?"
"One hundred and sixty," Slyne told him, and evidently did not think it worth while to add that the next suite was his own.
"A thousand pardons," repeated M. Dubois, very penitently9. "I am too stupid! But mademoiselle will perhaps be so gracious as to forgive me this time."
He bowed to Sallie again and to Slyne, and disappeared, sharply scanning the latter's face to the last.
"Who's that son of a sea-cook?" snapped Captain Dove, and Mr. Jobling looked wanly10 up out of one eye.
"A French detective," Slyne answered reflectively. But Sallie felt sure that he was afraid of M. Dubois, and wondered why.
"Well, he has nothing against me that I'm aware of," the old man declared. "And now—what about this wire? Does it mean that some other fellow has scooped11 the pool—and that I've had all my trouble for nothing, eh?" He clenched12 his fist again and shook it in the lawyer's face.
"No, no," gasped13 Mr. Jobling. "Don't be so hasty. It makes no difference at all, now that we have Lady Josceline with us. I told you that the American, Carthew, is of no account against her—and how he has ever cropped up again I can't conceive. In any case—"
"In any case, you'd better be off to your room and ring for a bit of beefsteak to doctor that eye with," Slyne interposed in a tone of intense annoyance14.
"And I wish to goodness, Dove!" he added savagely15, "that you would behave a little more like a reasonable human being and less—"
"Less of your lip, now!" snarled17 the old man. "And don't keep on saying that. Just take it from me again, both of you, that you'd better not be so slow again in telling me—"
"You didn't give me time," Mr. Jobling protested.
Slyne opened the door. "Come on," he urged. "You've got to get your kit18 packed, Jobling. We'll be leaving before very long now."
"Have you made up your mind to come with us, Dove?"
Captain Dove nodded, most emphatically. "I'll send word to Brasse and Da Costa at once," he remarked, "and then I'll be ready to start whenever you are."
He left the room after Mr. Jobling, and Slyne, in the doorway19, looked back at Sallie, the reassuring20 smile on his lips belied21 by his cold, calculating eyes.
"And how about you, Sallie?" he asked. "Have you made up your mind? Are you satisfied—so far? Or—would you rather go back to the Olive Branch?
"If you would—I'll let you off your promise, even now! And don't forget that this will be your last chance to recall it."
"You know I can't go back to the Olive Branch, Jasper," she answered slowly. "But—"
He did not give her time to say more. "That's settled for good, then," he asserted. "Your promise stands, and I know you'll keep it when the time comes—after I've done my part.
"I'm only sorry I haven't been able to get rid of Captain Dove right away, but it won't be long now till—You needn't worry any more about him. I'll see that he behaves better.
"If there's anything else I can do for your comfort, you must let me know. And now, I'll leave you to your own devices until it's time to start on our travels. Better get a rest while you can, eh? We've a very busy week ahead of us."
She saw that he did not intend to tell her any more in the meantime, and was glad to see him go. Then she called Ambrizette in for company, and sat down by the window again, to try to sort out for herself the bewildering tangle22 that life had once more become within a few hours.
Gazing out across the familiar sea with wistful, far-away eyes, she mused23 for a time over what Captain Dove had told Mr. Jobling of her history, and strove to piece together with that all she herself could recall of that dim and always more mysterious past out of which she had come to be Captain Dove's property, bought and paid for, at a high price, as he had repeated several times.
Her own earliest vague, disconnected, ineffectual memories were all of some dark, savage16 mountain-country; of endless days of travel; of camp-fires in the cold, and hungry camels squealing24 for fodder25; of the fragrant26 cinnamon-smell of the steam that came from the cooking-pots.
Before, or, it might have been, after that, she had surely lived on some seashore, in a shimmering27 white village with narrow, crooked28 lanes for streets and little flat-roofed houses huddled29 together among hot sandhills where the suddra grew and lean goats bleated30 always for their kids.
Then, as if in a very vexing31 dream, she could almost but never quite see, through the thickening mist of the years, once-familiar faces—white men, with swords, in ragged32 uniforms, and big brown ones with wicked eyes and long, thin guns, glaring down at her over a high wall, through smoke and fire, and fighting, and the acrid33 reek34 of powder....
And there remembrance grew blank altogether, until it connected with Captain Dove, on the deck of a slaving-dhow far out of sight of any land. She had been only a little child when he had carried her up the side of his own ship in his arms, while she laughed gleefully in his face and pulled at his shaggy moustache, but she could still remember some of the incidents of that day.
She had lived on board his successive ships ever since. And ever since, until recently, he had always been very good to her, in his own queer, gruff way. He had always treated her as though she were a child of his own, shielding her, in so far as he could, from even the knowledge of all the evil which he had done up and down the world. She had grown up in the belief that his despotic guardianship35 was altogether for her good and not to be disputed.
But now—she was no longer a child. And all her old, unquestioning faith in his inherent good intentions, toward her at least, was finally shattered. She knew now that he really looked upon her as a mere36 chattel37, with a cash value—just as if she had been one of the hapless cargo38 of human cattle confined in the pestiferous hold of the dhow on whose deck he had found her at play. She knew now that he had bought and paid for them as well as her, and sold them again at a fat profit, far across the seas—all but the dumb, deformed39 black woman whom he had picked from among them to act as her nurse.
And if it did not occur to her to question either his power or his perfect right to dispose of her future also as he might see fit, had not all her experience gone to prove that might is right everywhere, that law and justice are merely additional pretexts40 devised by the strong for oppressing the weak? She had had to choose between remaining on board the Olive Branch, or paying Jasper Slyne his price for the chance of escape he had offered her in pursuance of his own aims.
She disliked and distrusted Slyne scarcely less than before. But she did not see how she could have chosen otherwise. And, in any case,—it was too late now to revoke41 the promise she had made him.
She was still afraid to place any faith in the promises he had made her. She had no idea how he had come at his alleged42 discovery of her real identity. But Mr. Jobling's obvious belief in that recurred43 to her mind, and she fell to wondering timidly what life would be like as Lady Josceline Justice.
Her impressions on that point were very hazy44, however, and she had still to puzzle out the problem added by Justin Carthew. But she finally gave up the attempt to solve that at the moment, contenting herself with the tremulous hope that she might soon be on her way toward that dear, unknown, dream-home for which her hungry heart had so often ached.
Of the exorbitant45 price so soon to be paid for the brief glimpse of happiness Slyne had agreed to allow her, she took no further thought at all. She had already made up her mind to meet that without complaint.
An hour or more later, when Slyne looked in to tell her that it was time to start, she was still seated at the window, gazing out over the steel-grey sea with wistful, far-away eyes.
At his instigation she veiled herself very closely. And he had brought with him a hooded46 cloak for Ambrizette. No one took any particular notice of the inconspicuous party which presently left the H?tel de Paris in a hired car, as if for an excursion along the coast.
At a station fifty miles away they left the car and caught the night-mail for Paris. Slyne's baggage was on board it, in the care of a sullen47 chauffeur48, and there were also berths49 reserved for them all.
"Did you see any more of Dubois?" Sallie heard Slyne ask the man, who shook his head indifferently in reply.
The long night-journey passed without other incident than a dispute between Captain Dove and the sleeping-car attendant, which raged until Slyne threatened to have the train stopped at the next station and send for the police. And the sun was shining brightly when they reached Paris.
Mr. Jobling went straight on to London, but Slyne took Sallie and Captain Dove to a quiet but expensive hotel, where they remained for a few days, which passed in a perfect whirl of novelty and excitement for her. And when they in their turn crossed the Channel, she had for baggage at least a dozen new trunks containing the choicest spoils of the Rue50 de la Paix. Slyne had pooh-poohed all her timid protests against his lavish51 expenditure52 on her account, and had also provided for Captain Dove and Ambrizette in their degree. He had evidently a fortune at his disposal, and was bent53 on showing her how generous he could be.
He was also unostentatiously displaying other good qualities which had all gone to make those days pass very pleasantly for her. She could not fail to appreciate the courtesy and consideration which he consistently showed her now. His patience with Captain Dove, a trying companion at the best of times and doubly troublesome idle, more than once made her wonder whether he could be the same Jasper Slyne she had known on the Olive Branch. Prosperity seemed to have improved him almost beyond recognition.
He had a cabin at her disposal on the Calais-Dover steamer but she stayed on deck throughout the brief passage, glad to breathe the salt sea-air again, while he entertained her with descriptions of London and she watched the twinkling lights that were guiding her home.
And then came London itself, at last, somewhat grey, and cold, and disconsolate-looking on a wet winter morning.
But after breakfast in a cosy54 suite at the Savoy, a blink of sunshine along the Embankment helped to better that first hasty impression. And then Slyne took Captain Dove and her in a taxicab along the thronged55 and bustling56 Strand57 to Mr. Jobling's office in Chancery Lane.
They got out in front of a dingy58 building not very far from Cursitor Street. It was raining again, and Sallie, looking up and down the narrow, turbid59 thoroughfare, felt glad that she did not need to live there.
Indoors, the atmosphere was scarcely less depressing. A dismal60 passage led toward a dark stairway, up which they had to climb flight after flight to reach at last a dusty, ill-smelling, gas-lighted room, inhabited only by a shabby, shock-headed hobbledehoy of uncertain age and unprepossessing appearance, perched on a preposterously61 high stool at a still higher desk, behind a cage-like partition.
"I want to see Mr. Jobling, at once," Slyne announced to him. And Mr. Jobling's "managing clerk" looked slowly round, with a snake-like and disconcerting effect due to a very long neck and a very low collar.
"Show Mr. Slyne in immediately, Mullins," ordered a pompous62 voice from within; and Mr. Jobling himself, a blackcoated, portly, important personage there, came bustling out from his private office to welcome his visitors.
"How d'ye do, how d'ye do, Lady Josceline!" he exclaimed, and cocked an arch eyebrow63 at Sallie's most becoming costume; although the effect he intended was somewhat impaired64 by the fact that he was still suffering from a black eye, painted over in haste—and by an incompetent65 artist.
"I can see now what's been keeping you in Paris!" he added facetiously66, and, having shaken hands with Slyne, who seemed to think that superfluous67, turned to receive Captain Dove with the same politeness.
"Phew!" whistled Mr. Jobling and drew back and stared at the old man. "I'd never have recognised you in that rig-out."
Captain Dove pulled off a pair of smoked glasses he had been wearing, the better to look him, with offensive intent, in his injured eye. For Captain Dove was still enduring much mental as well as physical discomfort68 in a disguise which he had only been induced to adopt a couple of days before, and after an embittered69 quarrel with Slyne. The stiff white collar round his corded neck was still threatening to choke him and then cut his throat. He had been infinitely70 more at his ease in his scanty71, short-tailed frock-coat and furry72 top-hat than he was in the somewhat baggy73 if more becoming black garb74 he had donned in its place, with a soft wide-awake always flapping about his ears.
"Come inside," Mr. Jobling begged hurriedly, and, looking round as he followed them into his sanctum, "Mullins!" he snapped, "don't stand there staring. Get on with your work, at once.
"You're later than I expected," he remarked to Slyne as he closed the door, "but just in time. The Court's closed, of course, for the Christmas vacation, but I've filed an application for a hearing in Chambers75, and—"
He paused as a telephone-bell rang shrilly76 outside, and a moment later the shock head of his "managing clerk" protruded77 into the room, almost as if it did not belong to a body at all.
"Mr. Spettigrew says that our application in Chambers will be heard by Mr. Justice Gaunt, in 57B, at eleven-thirty sharp this forenoon," announced that youth and, with a final wriggle78 of his long neck, withdrew.
"Devil take him!" exclaimed Captain Dove, somewhat startled and much incensed79. "I wouldn't keep a crested80 cobra like that about me for—"
"Let's see those accounts of yours, now," said Slyne, disregarding that interruption, and Mr. Jobling, having first looked at his watch, produced from another drawer a great sheaf of papers, all carefully docketed. He slipped off the top one and somewhat reluctantly handed that to his friend.
Slyne took it from him eagerly, and sat for a time gloating over it with eyes which presently began to glow.
But when Captain Dove, growing restless, would have glanced over his shoulder to see what was tickling81 his fancy so, he frowned and folded that document up and returned it to Mr. Jobling.
"Give it here, now!" growled82 Captain Dove, menacing Mr. Jobling with a clenched fist; and the lawyer, after an appealing, impotent glance at Slyne, had no recourse but to comply with that peremptory83 order.
"Are you quite sure of your figures?" Slyne asked, with a scowl84. He seemed conscious that he, in his haste, had made a false step. And Mr. Jobling nodded with nervous assurance.
"I have inside sources of information as to the revenue of the estates," he replied, "and a note of all the investments. I've allowed a wide margin85 for all sorts of incidentals. I think you'll find, in fact, that Lady Josceline's inheritance will amount to even more than I've estimated."
Slyne smiled again, more contentedly86. Nor was his complaisance87 overcome even when Mr. Jobling put to him a half-whispered petition for a further small cash advance to account of expenses.
"I wasn't even able to pay Mullins' wages with what you gave me in Paris," said the stout88 solicitor89 vexedly. "Fees and so on swallowed it all up, and—I'm actually short of cab-fares!"
"Why don't you fire Mullins, then?" demanded Slyne with a shade of impatience90. "I've just got rid of my chauffeur because he was costing me more than he was worth."
"But I can't afford to get rid of Mullins. Just at the moment he's very useful to me. It would create a bad impression if I had to run my own errands. And—the fact is, he knows far too much. I'll pay him off and shut his mouth by and by, when I have more time to attend to such matters."
"How much do you want?" Slyne inquired with a frown evidently meant to warn his friend to be modest.
"Can you spare twenty pounds—to go on with?"
Slyne hesitated, but only for a few seconds. Then he pulled out a pocket-book and surreptitiously passed that sum to the penniless man of law, who accepted it with no more than a nod of thanks.
"I'll pay Mullins now," he remarked, and immediately hurried out of the room. Captain Dove was gasping91 for breath and showed every other symptom of a forthcoming explosion.
As soon as the door shut behind him, the old man gave open vent93 to his wrath94. And a most furious quarrel followed between Slyne and him. Sallie, too, learned then, for the first time, of the vast inheritance which would be hers, of Slyne's cunning plan to buy Captain Dove out for a mere pittance95, and how he himself expected to profit through marrying her.
But she was not overwhelmed with surprise by that belated discovery. She had almost anticipated the final disclosure of some such latent motive96 behind all Slyne's professions to her. The only difference it might make would be to Captain Dove. Slyne and he were still snarling97 at each other when Mr. Jobling walked jauntily98 in again. But at sight of him Captain Dove began to subside99.
"We mustn't be late. Mr. Spettigrew will be expecting us now. I've sent Mullins on ahead with my papers," observed Mr. Jobling breezily, and went on to explain that Mr. Justice Gaunt, by nature a somewhat cross-grained old limb of the law, had been very ill-pleased over being bothered again, and at a moment when most of his colleagues were enjoying a holiday, about any such apparently100 endless case as that of the Jura succession, which had been cropping up before him, at more or less lengthy101 intervals102, for quite a number of years, and concerning which he had, only a few days before, made an order of court in favour of Justin Carthew.
Captain Dove clapped his soft felt hat on his head with a very devil-may-care expression.
"Come on, then," said he grimly, and Mr. Jobling was not slow to lead the way. So that they reached Mr. Justice Gaunt's chambers punctually at the hour appointed, and were ushered103 into his lordship's presence by Mr. Spettigrew, the learned counsel retained by Mr. Jobling on Sallie's behalf, a long, lifeless-looking gentleman in a wig104 and gown and spectacles. And his lordship smiled very pleasantly as Sallie raised her heavy veil at counsel's crafty105 request.
"Pray be seated, my dear young lady," his lordship begged with fatherly, old-fashioned kindness, and indicated a chair meant for counsel, much nearer his own than the rest. Nor did he often take his eyes from her face throughout the course of a long and convincing dissertation106 by Mr. Spettigrew, on her past history, present position in life, and claims on the future, with some reference to the rival claims of Mr. Justin Carthew.
"And I have full proof to place before you, at once, if you wish it, m'lud," concluded Mr. Spettigrew in his most professional drone, "in support of the fact that the lady before you is the lawful107 daughter of the late earl and the countess, his second wife, who died in the desert. Mr. Justin Carthew, on the other hand, is related to the family in a very different and distant degree, and there are, as y'r ludship has been good enough to agree, no other survivors108.
"I beg leave now to request that y'r ludship will rescind109 the authority granted to Mr. Justin Carthew, and admit my client's petition ad referendum."
"Produce your proofs," ordered his lordship, and Mr. Spettigrew extracted from a capacious black bag a pile of papers at which Mr. Justice Gaunt looked with no little disgust.
"What are they, in chief?" asked Mr. Justice Gaunt, turning over page after page of closely written law-script, as gingerly as if he believed that one might perhaps explode and blow him to pieces. And Mr. Spettigrew launched forth92 again into a long list of certificates, records, researches, findings, orders of court, sworn statements and affidavits110, by Captain Dove—"Then trading in his own ship, m'lud, now retired111 and devoting his time to mission-work among deep-sea sailors;" by Mr. Jasper Slyne, gentleman; by Mr. Jobling, whom he did not pause to describe; by a couple of dozen other people, living or dead, at home or abroad; all in due legal form and not to be controverted112.
"I think you'll find them in perfect order, and absolutely conclusive113, m'lud," counsel came to a finish triumphantly114, and sat down, greatly to the relief of all present.
"H'm!" said his lordship, still gravely regarding Sallie: whose eyes had nothing to conceal115 from him. "And so this is the long-lost Lady Josceline!"
His searching glance travelled slowly to Captain Dove's face, and then to Slyne's; both of whom met it without winking116, although Captain Dove was no doubt glad of the protection of his smoked glasses.
"I'll have to go through the proofs, of course," said his lordship reflectively and let his gaze rest on Sallie again. "But—if everything's as you say, I don't think it will be long before Lady Josceline finds herself in full enjoyment117 of all her rights and privileges. If everything's as you say, I'll do whatever lies in my power to expedite matters; I think I can promise you that the case will be called immediately the vacation is over. Meanwhile, however, and till I have looked through the proofs, I can make no further order."
He rose, and they also got up from their chairs as he came round from behind his desk and confronted Sallie, a tall, stooping old man with a wrinkled face and tired but kindly118 eyes.
She looked up into them frankly119, and he laid a hand on her shoulder.
"Yours has been a very sad history so far, my dear young lady," he said, his head on one side, still studying her. "I hope it will be all the brighter henceforth. I knew—the last Earl of Jura—when we were both young men—before he married. You remind me of him, as he was then, in many respects. Good day to you now; my time here is not my own, you know. But some day, perhaps you will allow me to pay my respects to you—at Justicehall, since we're to be neighbours; my own home isn't very far from yours."
Outside in the corridor, Mr. Jobling shook hands rapturously with every one, even with Captain Dove.
"We've turned the trick already," he declared. "You heard what his lordship said. With him on our side, the whole thing's as good as settled. All we have to do now is to wait until the Courts take up again and confirm—"
"How long will that be?" Slyne inquired. He, too, was smiling ecstatically.
"Not much more than a fortnight," the lawyer informed him. "It will soon pass. We must just be patient."
"We must keep very quiet, too," said Slyne, "unless we want to give the whole show away to the enemy in advance. We must clear off out of London till then. I'll tell you what, Jobling! Why shouldn't we all go down to Scotland to-night?"
Mr. Jobling nodded agreement. "An excellent idea," he declared. "There's nothing to keep us here."
"That's settled, then," Slyne asserted. "And we'll all dine together at the Savoy before we start. I think we can afford to celebrate the occasion, eh! And I want to show Lady Josceline a few of her future friends."
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