“No, but your uncle is,” bitterly. “God knows what has prompted this sudden philanthropy,” hesitating for a word. “This sudden desire to, as he expresses it, ‘square accounts’ with the past by insisting that you marry David Curtis or be disinherited.”
“Disinherited—?”
“Just so”—her mother’s gesture was expressive3. “Having brought you up as his heiress, he now demands that you carry out his wishes.”
“And if I refuse—?”
“We are to leave the house at once.”
Anne stared at her mother. “It is too melodramatic for belief,” she said, and laughed a trifle unsteadily. “This is the twentieth century—women are not bought and paid for. I,” with a proud lift of her head, “I can work.”
Anne colored hotly at her mother’s tone. “There is always work to be found—honest work,” she contended stubbornly.
“For trained workers,” Mrs. Meredith supplemented.
“I can study stenography—typewriting,” Anne persisted.
“And what are we to live on in the meantime?” with biting irony5. “The savings6 from your allowance?”
Again the carmine7 dyed Anne’s pale cheeks. “My allowance,” she echoed. “It has kept me in clothes and a little spending money. But you, mother, you had father’s life insurance—”
“My investments have not turned out well,” Mrs. Meredith looked away from her daughter. “Frankly, Anne, I haven’t a penny to my name.”
Anne regarded her blankly. “But your bank account at Riggs’—”
“Is overdrawn8!” Walking swiftly over to her desk she took a letter from one of the pigeonholes9. “Here is the notification—see for yourself.” She tossed the paper into Anne’s lap. “If you refuse to accede10 to your uncle’s wishes, we leave this house beggars.”
Beggars! The word beat its meaning into Anne Meredith’s brain with cruel intensity11. Brought up in luxury, with every wish gratified, could it be that want stared her in the face? Her gaze wandered about the cozy12 boudoir, and she took in its dainty furnishings, bespeaking13 wealth and good taste, with clearer vision than ever before. With a swift, half unconscious movement she covered her eyes with her fingers and found the lids wet with tears.
Rising abruptly14 she walked over to the window and, parting the curtain, looked outside across the well-kept lawn. The giant elms on the place gained an added beauty in the moonlight. From where she stood she glimpsed the Cathedral, resembling, in the mellow15 glow from hidden arc lights, a fairy palace perched high upon a nearby hill, and far in the distance the twinkling lights of Washington, the City Beautiful. It was a view of which she had never tired since coming to her ancestral home when a tiny child.
The historic mansion16, set in its ten acres, from which it derived17 its name, had been built by a Virginia gentleman over one hundred years before. He had occupied it with lavish18 hospitality until his death, after which his widow, a gracious stately dame19 with the manner and elegance20 of the veille cour, had led Washington society for many years. The wits, beaux, and beauties of the early nineteenth century, the chief executives, as they came and went, the diplomats21 and American statesmen, together with every foreigner of distinction who visited the capital city had been welcomed there, and as one Washingtonian whispered to another:
“A passport viséd by St. Peter would not be more eagerly sought by some of us than admission to these dear old doors.”
The prestige which clung to beautiful Ten Acres was one of the reasons which had induced John Meredith to purchase his brother’s share in it and, as his fortune grew with the years, to renovate22 the colonial mansion and make it one of the show places within the District of Columbia. With the exception of a wing added to increase its size, he had left the quaint23 rooms and corridors untouched in their old-time simplicity24.
From her chair by her desk Mrs. Marshall Meredith watched her daughter in silent speculation25. A woman of the world, entirely26 worldly, she had seen to it that Anne, her only child, had been provided with the best of education in a convent in Canada. Upon Anne’s graduation a year before, she had prevailed upon her brother-in-law, John Meredith, to give her a trip abroad before she made her debut27.
John Meredith’s pride in his pretty niece had intensified28 with her success in society, and once again Ten Acres had become the center of social life. Diplomats, high government officials, and residential29 society sought eagerly for invitations to the banker’s lavish entertainments, and Mrs. Meredith’s pet ambition—a titled son-in-law—seemed nearer attainment30.
Like a bolt from the blue had come Meredith’s extraordinary interest in David Curtis, a patient at Walter Reed General Hospital, his invitation for a week-end visit to Ten Acres, and now his ultimatum32 that his niece marry David Curtis within a week or leave his house forever.
Mrs. Meredith’s outlook on life was shaken to its foundations. Her frayed33 nerves snapped under the continued silence and she rose as Anne turned back from the window and advanced to the center of the room. She looked very girlish in her pretty dressing34 gown which she had donned just before her mother sent for her to come to their boudoir, and her chestnut35 hair, her greatest glory, was still dressed as she had worn it that evening at dinner. Her mother switched on another electric light and under its direct rays Anne’s unnatural36 pallor was intensified.
“It is cruel of Uncle John to force such a marriage,” she declared.
“You will agree to it?” The question shot from Mrs. Meredith. Anne shook her head. “But think of the alternative—”
“There may be but the one alternative.” Anne had some difficulty in speaking and her voice was little more than a whisper. “Suppose—suppose there was an unsurmountable obstacle—”
“An obstacle—of what kind?”
“A—a previous marriage—”
“Good God!” Mrs. Meredith stepped back and clutched a chair for support. “You don’t mean—Anne—!”
“That I might be already married?” Anne’s soft voice added flame to her mother’s fury. Stepping forward she gazed sternly at her daughter.
“No; it is not possible,” she declared. “I know every incident in your life. The good Sisters kept a strict watch, and you have never been away from my chaperonage since you left the convent. You cannot avoid your uncle’s wishes with such a palpable lie.” In her relief she laughed. “Anne, you frightened me, silly child.”
“And what are your feelings compared to mine?” Anne raised miserable37, agonized38 eyes and gazed straight at her mother. “Uncle John demands that I marry David Curtis, and you, mother, are playing into his hands for this most unnatural marriage—”
“Unnatural—?”
“Yes. You both wish me to marry a stranger—a blind man.”
“Say, rather, a hero blinded in the late War.”
“Cloak it in any language,” Anne’s gesture of despair was eloquent39. “Oh, mother, I cannot marry him.”
“Cease this folly40, Anne, and pull yourself together,” Mrs. Meredith’s voice was low and earnest. “I have been to your uncle this evening, and he has agreed that this marriage with David Curtis is to be a marriage of convenience only; and yet, ungrateful girl that you are, you forget all that I have dared for your sake.”
Anne recoiled41. “For me?” she said bitterly. “Oh, no. You love luxury, wealth, power, and by sacrificing me you can attain31 your desires. You wish to force me to marry this blind man—to make a mockery of the marriage vows42 by assuring me that the ceremony is all that is required of me. Do you think God smiles on such vows?”
Her mother stepped to her side and seized the girl’s hand. It was marvelous how her long, slender fingers could compress the tender flesh. Anne uttered a cry of pain, then threw back her head and met her mother’s furious glance with an amount of resolution which amazed her.
“I am more than six years old,” she said quietly. “And I am subservient43 to your will only because you are my mother and I am not yet of age. If I must do this abominable44 thing, let it be done immediately.”
Mrs. Meredith dropped her hand. The passion died out of her face and the smooth, handsome mask covered it as before.
“I am glad that you have recovered your senses,” she said in a calmer voice. “Your uncle has retired45 for the night, not feeling well, but Sam Hollister is waiting in the library to learn your decision.”
“Certainly; he has been your uncle’s confidential47 lawyer for many years,” replied Mrs. Meredith. “Sam was present this evening when your uncle disclosed his wishes to me regarding your marriage.”
“And why was I not present also?” demanded Anne, stepping forward as her mother walked toward the hall door.
“Because John has a horror of hysterics,” she stated. “He has often told you that he never married because he dreads48 a tyranny of tears,” and going outside she shut the door with a firm hand.
Anne stared at the closed door for a full minute, then walked unsteadily over to the couch and threw herself face downward among the sofa pillows. Not until then did her clenched49 hands relax.
The grandfather clock in the big entrance hall to Ten Acres was chiming eleven when Mrs. Meredith pulled aside the portières in front of the library door and crossed its threshold. At her almost noiseless entrance a man standing51 with his back to the huge stone fireplace, which stretched across one end of the large room, glanced up and made a hasty step forward. With characteristic directness Mrs. Meredith answered his inquisitive52 look.
“Anne has consented to marry David Curtis,” she announced and stopped abruptly, her hasty speech checked by Sam Hollister’s upraised hand.
“Doctor Curtis is here,” he said, and indicated a lounging chair upon their right.
Mrs. Meredith faced David Curtis as he rose and bowed. In the brief silence she scanned him from head to foot. What she saw was a tall, well-set-up man, broad-shouldered and with an unmistakable air of breeding. Ill health had set its mark on his face, which was pale and furrowed53 beyond his years, but the features were fine, the forehead broad, and the sightless eyes a deep blue under their long lashes54.
The lawyer broke the pause. “Doctor Curtis has just informed me that he cannot accede to Mr. Meredith’s wishes regarding a marriage with your daughter,” he said. “He will tell you his reasons.”
Mrs. Meredith’s face paled with anger. Hollister, watching her, felt a glow of reluctant admiration55 as he saw her instantly regain56 her self-control.
“Your reasons, Doctor Curtis?” she asked suavely57. “Pray keep your seat. I will sit on the sofa by Mr. Hollister.”
David Curtis, with the instinct of location given to the blind, turned so as to face the sofa.
“Your daughter, madam,” he began, “is a young and charming girl, with life before her. I”—he hesitated, choosing his words carefully—“I have to start life afresh, handicapped with blindness. Before the War I had gained some reputation as a surgeon, now I can no longer practice my profession. Until I learn some occupation open to the blind, I cannot support myself, much less a wife.”
“But my brother-in-law proposes settling twenty-five thousand dollars a year each upon you and Anne after your marriage,” she interposed swiftly. “It is—” she hesitated and glanced at Hollister. “Have you told him?”
Hollister bowed gravely. “It is to be a marriage in name only,” he stated. “You can live abroad if you wish, Curtis. Meredith only stipulates58 that this place, Ten Acres, is to be occupied after his death for two or three months every year by you both, and never sold.”
“And Mr. Meredith’s reasons for wishing this marriage to take place?” demanded Curtis. “What are they?”
Hollister shook his head. “I do not know them,” he admitted. “John told me to tell both Anne and you that he would state his reasons immediately after the marriage ceremony. I have known John Meredith,” the lawyer added, “for nearly fifteen years, and I know that he always keeps his word.”
Curtis’ sensitive fingers played a noiseless tattoo59 on the chair arm. “It is too great an injustice60 to Miss Meredith,” he objected.
“But the alternative is far more unjust,” broke in Mrs. Meredith. “My brother-in-law has announced that if this marriage does not take place, he will disinherit Anne. She has never been taught any useful profession; she is delicate in health—her lungs,” her voice quivered with feeling. “If this marriage does not take place Anne will be a homeless pauper61. Upon you, doctor, rests the decision.”
She was clever, this woman. She instinctively62 seized Curtis where he was vulnerable; she appealed to his kindly63 heart and the human interest which was part of his profession.
“Very well, I will go through with the ceremony,” he said, and Mrs. Meredith had difficulty in restraining an exclamation65. Hollister read rightly the relief in her eyes and smiled. He had no love for the handsome widow. She rose at once.
“You will not regret your decision, Doctor Curtis,” she said, and turned to Hollister. “Will you tell John?”
“If he is awake, yes; if not, the news will keep until to-morrow.” Hollister concealed66 a yawn. “Good night, Mrs. Meredith,” as she walked toward the entrance. Curtis’ mumbled67 “good night” was almost lost in her clear echo of their words as she disappeared through the portières.
“Coming upstairs, Curtis?” asked Hollister, pausing on his way out of the library. “Can I help you to your room?”
“Thanks, no. I’ve learned to find my way about fairly well,” answered Curtis. “I’ll stay down and smoke for a bit longer.”
“All right, see you in the morning,” and Hollister departed, after first pausing to pick up several magazines.
In spite of his statement that he was fairly familiar with his surroundings, it took Curtis some moments to locate the smoking stand and a box of matches. While lighting68 his cigar he was conscious of the sound of voices in the hall, which grew louder in volume and then died away. He had resumed his old seat and his cigar was drawing nicely when a hand was laid on his shoulder.
“Sorry to startle you,” remarked the newcomer. “I am Gerald Armstrong.”
“Yes, I recognize your voice,” Curtis started to rise, but his companion, one of the week-end house guests at Ten Acres, pressed him back in his chair.
“I only stopped for a word.” Armstrong hesitated as if in doubt. “I’ve just learned of—that you and Anne Meredith are to be married.”
“Yes,” answered Curtis as the pause lengthened69. “Yes?”
“You are going through with the ceremony?”
Curtis turned his head and looked up with sightless eyes in Armstrong’s face.
“Certainly. May I ask what affair it is of yours?”
“None,” hastily. “But you don’t know Anne—”
“I do.”
“Oh, yes, you know that she is the only daughter of Mrs. Marshall Meredith and the niece and reputed heiress of John Meredith, millionaire banker,” Armstrong’s usually pleasant voice was harsh and discordant70. “As to the girl herself—you are marrying Anne, sight unseen.”
With a bound Curtis was on his feet and Armstrong winced71 under the grip of his fingers about his throat.
“Stand still!” The command was issued between clenched teeth. “I won’t hurt you, you fool!” Shifting his grip Curtis ran his sensitive fingers over Armstrong’s face and brow. He released him with such suddenness that Armstrong, who had stood passive more from surprise than any other motive72, staggered back. “Go to bed!”
Armstrong hesitated; then without further word, whirled around and sped from the library.
Curtis did not resume his seat. Instead he paced up and down the library, dexterously73 avoiding the furniture, for over an hour. At last, utterly74 exhausted75, he dropped into a chair near the doorway76. His brain felt on fire as he reviewed the events of the evening. He had promised to marry a girl unknown to him three days before. He would marry her “sight unseen.” God! To be blind! Fate had reserved a sorry jest for him. What could be the motive behind John Meredith’s sudden friendliness77 for him, his invitation to spend a week at Ten Acres, and now his demand that he and Anne Meredith go through a “marriage of convenience”?
And he had weakly consented to the plan! Curtis rubbed a feverish78 hand across his aching forehead. Forever cut off from practicing his beloved profession, with poverty staring him in the face, handicapped by blindness, it was a sore temptation to be offered twenty-five thousand dollars a year to go through a mere1 ceremony. But he had steadfastly79 refused until Mrs. Meredith had pointed80 out to him that Anne would thereby81 lose a fortune.
Anne—his face softened82 at the thought of her. Could it be that she had sung her way into his heart? The evening of his arrival he had spent listening enthralled83 to her glorious voice. Her infectious laugh, the few times that she had addressed him, lingered in his memory.
With a sigh he arose, picked up his cane84 and felt his way out into the hall. He had cultivated a retentive85 memory and his always acute hearing had aided him in making his way about. He had grown both sure-footed and more sure of himself as his general health improved. At John Meredith’s suggestion he had spent a good part of a day familiarizing himself with the architectural arrangements of the old mansion until he felt that he could find his way about without great difficulty.
Curtis was halfway86 up the circular staircase to the first bedroom floor when he heard the faint closing of a door, then came the sound of dragging footsteps. As Curtis approached the head of the staircase the footsteps, with longer intervals87 between, dragged themselves closer to him. He had reached the top step when a soft thud broke the stillness. Curtis paused in uncertainty88. He remembered that the wide hall ran the depth of the house, with bedrooms and corridors opening from it. From which side had proceeded the noise?
Slowly, cautiously, he turned to his right and moved with some speed down the hall. The next second his outflung hands saved him from falling face downward as he tripped over an inert89 body.
Considerably90 shaken, Curtis pulled himself up on his knees and bent91 over the man on the floor. His hand sought the latter’s wrist. He could feel no pulse. Bending closer he pressed his ear against the man’s chest—no heartbeat!
Curtis’ hand crept upward to the man’s throat and then was withdrawn92 with lightning speed. He touched his sticky fingers with the tip of his tongue, then sniffed93 at them—blood. An instant later he had located the jagged wound by sense of touch. Taking out his handkerchief he wiped his hands, then bending down ran his fingers over the man’s face, feature by feature, over his mustache and carefully trimmed beard, over the scarred ear. The man before him was his host, the owner of Ten Acres, John Meredith.
With every sense alert Curtis rose slowly, his head bent in a listening attitude. The silence remained unbroken. Apparently94 he and John Meredith, lying dead at his feet, were alone in the hall.
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