“Curse such weather!” He snarled15, in a voice querulous and shrill17 with years. He stood up with sudden alertness, surprising after his first awkward slowness; a brisk gesture of the head threw back from his face the luxuriant white curls of hair. “But, in spite of it, I must go again, and so make an end of the job—else—death might take me unawares.”
Abernethey glanced aimlessly about the long, low-ceiled room, now lighted only by the glow from the fire. After a little, he advanced to the center, where a concert-grand piano dominated the scene. In a moment more, he had lighted the tall lamp that stood at hand. A sheet of music in manuscript was lying on the rack. He seized this, and scanned it eagerly, muttering the while.
“Curious it should work out so,” he exclaimed, at last; “curious, and infernally clever, too!” He seated himself before the instrument, still holding communion with his thoughts. “Yes, it will do—capitally—and it[3] has the spirit of the thing. It chants the curse.”
Suddenly, as he ceased speaking, the old man lifted his arms in a quick, graceful18 movement. The long, clawlike fingers, supple19 still, fell vehemently20 on the keys, in a clamor of melancholy21 music. There was only a single strain of melody—that written on the page before him; but he played it again and again, as if obsessed22 by its weird23 rhythm, played it blatantly24, tenderly, with reluctant slowness, with masterful swiftness. And, as he went on and on, he abandoned the simplicity25 of the written score. In its stead, he multiplied harmonies, superimposed innumerable variations. The musical rapture26 revealed the decrepit27 old man as a virtuoso28. The treatment of the theme showed him to be at once the scholar and the creature of vivid emotional imagination, while the physical interpretation29 of the dreaming that drove him on displayed a technique astonishing in one so burdened with years.
But ever, throughout the wildest extravagances of his fancy’s flight, there was no failure of that first morbid30 rhythm, of that first[4] monotonous31 melody in minor32 set on the sheet before him.
This was the score on which he built the ordered sequence of his improvisations:
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The player ended with a harsh clangor from the keys, and whirled about on the stool[5] to stare intently toward the wall opposite the fireplace. Now, his pallid face in the glimpse that showed above the beard, was faintly flushed from the bodily strain of playing. But the fire burning in the dark eyes proved that the emotion within still maintained its vigor33 undiminished. Springing up, he drew his tall, thin form to its full height, and stood thus motionless for a long minute, gazing fixedly34 at the wall before him. Then, again with the swift movement of the head by which the white curls were thrown back from his brow, he strode forward, and came to a stand facing the naked wainscoting of the wall.
In the long, barren room, devoid35 of other ornament36, this paneling was of itself sufficient to command attention. Beyond a few scattered37 chairs, a solitary38 table with its lamp, the irons of the fireplace, a cabinet for music, the piano and the high lamp standing39 beside it, there was nothing in the place, not even so much as draperies to mask the ugliness of the window-shades. Such scarcity40 of furnishing was emphasized by the size of the apartment, which was fifty feet in length and half as wide. Doubtless, the occupant had[6] preferred the space thus free from aught that might in any wise hamper41 the resonance42 of the music. Be that as it may, the ornateness of the wainscoting was made conspicuous43, since only the piano offered another interest. Of black walnut44, it ran to a height of at least seven feet out of the ten that measured the wall, and, extending around the four sides of the room, gave to the aspect of the place a quality of melancholy so extreme as to be almost funereal—an effect in no way lessened45 on closer observation, since the deep carving46 was merely a conventional labyrinth47 of scrolls48.
The manner in which Abernethey scanned the wall opposite him was too intent to be explained by any ordinary concern with woodwork long familiar. Moreover, his eyes were glowing fiercely; the talonlike fingers writhed49 curiously50 where they hung at his sides; the shaggy white brows were drawn low; from time to time, the tip of the thin nose was thrust downward in the movement peculiar51 to him. It was plain that he was in the grip of profound feeling, though he stood mute before a stark52 space of wall.
[7]The old man bestirred himself abruptly53. His right arm was raised with swift grace; the dexterous54 fingers played for a moment silently, yet firmly, on the crowded traceries of the carving. A flurry of wind brought the rain clattering55 noisily against the window-panes, but the musician gave no heed56; the clock rang softly from a single stroke of the gong, but his ears had no care for the hour. He was muttering to himself now, brokenly, despairingly, the while his fingers wandered over the intricate design of the paneling:
“Mine—mine ... and I must leave it all—must leave it all—soon! Oh, so soon! God! The torture of it ... mine—all mine! Ah!”
Without warning sound the panel on which his hand rested had swung outward, until it stood like a door, wide-open. An ejaculation of eagerness burst from Abernethey’s lips, as he peered within the opening thus revealed through the wall. A large plate of polished steel glimmered57 in the dim light that came from the lamp beside the piano. A figured knob in the center of this plate proclaimed the fact that here was a cunningly contrived58 safety-vault59.
[8]The old man’s arm again reached forth with that astonishing quickness which characterized his every movement. Now, the agile60 fingers seized the knob of the safe door, twirling it with practised certainty of touch. Presently, the methodical adjustment complete, he tugged61 briskly on the knob, and the door swung outward. An exclamation62 of delight burst from Abernethey’s lips; his form grew suddenly tense. With febrile haste, he put both hands to the lighter63 inner doors, and pulled them open. A small electric torch lay ready to hand just within, on which he seized. Immediately, its soft radiance revealed the whole interior of the recess64.
The space was well filled with canvas bags, of the sort commonly used to contain specie. Their appearance there, thus hidden and protected, left no doubt of the fact that they were the old man’s chief treasure. For that matter, there was nothing else inside the vault, not even ledgers65, or papers of any sort whatever. It was quite evident that Abernethey had no hesitation66 in trusting his other valuables to less-secret places of security. Here, he concealed67 with such elaborate precaution[9] only actual coin. And now, secure from all observation at midnight in this remote region, where the isolation68 of time and place were intensified69 by the downpour of the tempest, the aged musician gave free rein70 to his consuming passion, stripped from his nature the last mask of hypocrisy71, gloated and adored at beck of that devil who was his master.
Abernethey nimbly caught up two of the bags, and bore them to the table that stood against the wall to the right of the vault, where he set them down with a softness of movement which was like a caress72 in its tenderness. Then, he sank into a chair beside the table, and began untying73 the cord that held shut the mouth of one of the bags. It was only a matter of seconds until the sack gaped74 open—he paused now, to stare about the room with furtive75, fearful eyes. His scrutiny76 was directed principally toward the windows: his lips were drawn in a snarl16 as he realized that the shades had not been pulled down. He sprang to his feet, and darted to the nearest, where he arranged the shade to his satisfaction, mumbling77 and mouthing the[10] while. Afterward78, he made a round of the room, very swiftly, yet using all care to render himself secure from observation by anyone without. A glance at the doors having shown him that all these were shut fast, he at last strode back to the table, where the money-bags awaited him. The chair was drawn close; into it, Abernethey sagged79 heavily, as if in sudden relaxation80 from the taut81 energy that had urged him on hitherto. For a half-minute, he sat crouched82 over the table in an attitude of utter weariness, almost of collapse83. But abruptly, he aroused himself from the clutch of lethargy. Once again, he held himself upright; again, his eyes searched the room craftily84, alight with emotional fires. Finally, his arms rose swiftly, swooped85 forward and downward, until the talonlike fingers closed on the bags, which he drew tight to his breast where it pressed against the table. In this posture86, which was like an embrace, he remained moment after moment, tense, alert, movelessly alive in every fibre of him. Then, putting term to the rapturous pause the old man sighed faintly, as one who, with infinite reluctance87, awakes from ecstasy88.[11] He sat rigid89, and pushed the two bags a slight distance from the edge of the table. For another little interval90, he stared at them, half-doubtfully, in the manner of one returning slowly to reality after the illusions of a dream. A second sigh was breathed from his lips, not blissful now, but weighted with bleak91 despair. Presently, he tossed his head impatiently, and began fumbling92 with the string of the second bag. This yielded speedily, as had that of the first. In another instant, he had poured forth the contents of the two sacks; on the table before him lay twin heaps of gold.
Afterward, for more than an hour, the miser93 gave full play to his vice94. Before the smoldering95 fires of the metal, he worshiped devoutly96, abjectly97. His soul prostrated98 itself in adoration99 beneath the golden glory that he so loved and reverenced100. At times, he plunged101 his fingers within the heaps, listening raptly to the clinking song of the coins as they were moved haphazard102 by the contact; at times, he sat dumb, crooning softly, as if these bits of metal had been sentient103 things to hark to his hymn104 of praise. Other vagaries[12] were his, innumerable follies105, nameless abasements before this, his most sacred shrine106.
Of a sudden, Abernethey sprang to his feet. Leaving the glittering piles on the table, he hurried to the piano, where he seated himself with face turned toward the altar of his worship. The supple fingers touched the keys anew; the melancholy air which he had played before sounded once again. But now, it was rendered simply, without extremes of emotion on the part of its interpreter, without variations in its harmonic forms. Instead, the old man played it slowly and gently throughout, repeating it monotonously107 many times. The morbid rhythm stood forth ghastly in its naked, sordid108 truth. It came as a hopeless confession109 of despair, the ultimate fact in the vice that was his master.
Abernethey went back to the table, stacked coins until he had the measure of a bagful, and thus divided the gold, which was then returned to the sacks. Next, he brought forth other bags from the vault, until the table was covered. This done, he went out of the room, to reappear after a minute, wearing an old[13] soft hat and a rain-coat with capacious pockets, in which he stored, one by one, the bags of gold.
“Two more trips will do it,” he muttered to himself, as he turned to close and lock the vault. “I must dictate110 that letter tonight.” Under the touch of his hand, the section of wainscoting swung back into its place. There was not even the suggestion of a crevice111 to hint of the hiding-place behind the carved wood; the miser turned, and went hastily from the room.
The Dresden clock on the mantel had just sounded the hour of four with its golden notes when Abernethey reentered. The water ran in a stream from his hat; all around him on the floor, as he came to a stand inside the door, drops from the rain-coat formed a growing pool. With a gesture of weariness, he cast off the hat, then freed himself from the coat, which he threw down on the floor with a carelessness which of itself was sufficient evidence that the treasure of gold was no longer there. He went forward to the[14] fireplace, where he sank down into the morris chair, huddling112 without movement, as one exhausted113. It was half an hour before he had rested enough for further exertion114. Then, clumsily and with many groans115, he stood up, and once more left the room. He returned soon with a phonograph and a box of rolls, which he set on the table. After he had arranged the machine, he began to dictate a letter into the receiver. His words came distinctly, swiftly, without ever any trace of hesitation. As soon as the first roll had been filled with the record, he paused to insert another, and then straightway continued with similar precision. When, at last, the miser made an end, he had used many rolls, and the first gleam of dawn was beating weakly on the drawn shades of the room.
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curiously
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peculiar
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abruptly
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clattering
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