On this very beautiful evening, in this very beautiful scene—as beautiful as any to be found in all that luxurious1 portion of a great city representing the flower of a great country's civilization—Graystone Hall was a double stage. At the back of the tall mansion2 house countless3 auto-cars passed in brilliant procession, carrying countless men and women, personal evidences of all the ease and luxury that wealth can bring; and of these who passed, the most part looked in with envy at the tall mansion house beyond the curving lines of shrubbery, brilliantly illuminated4 now, the picture of beauty and ease, of peace and content. More than one soft-voiced woman murmured, "Beautiful!" as she passed. More than one man, more than one woman, envied the owners of this palace.
"He's awfully5 gone on his wife, they say," commented one young matron, much as many did. "Not that I see much in her myself—although she seems to have a sort of way about her, after all."
"Yes, they're both lucky."
That both Mr. and Mrs. Rawn were lucky seemed to be the consensus7 of opinion of the procession of those passing at this moment along the great driveway, and hence looking upon the rear stage of the drama then in progress. But they saw no drama. The evening was beautiful. The spot was one of great beauty. Apparently8 all was peace and content. There was no drama visible, only a stage set for a scene of happiness. Yet, two hundred yards from the point of this belief, on the stage of the dimly-lighted gallery facing the lake, the comedy of life and ambition, of success and sorrow, moved on briskly; moved, indeed, to its appointed and inevitable9 end.
II
Rawn's voice, harsh, half animal in its savagery10, wakened some sudden kindred savagery in young Halsey's soul. In a flash the spark rose between steel and flint. The accumulated resentment11 of many days made tinder enough for Halsey now.
"All right, Mr. Rawn," said he, his head dropping, his chin extended. "Go on with the killing12 now, if you like. I'm going to tell you right here, that sort of talk will do you no good. If you kill me you kill my secret. It isn't yours, and neither you nor any other man is apt to set it going again."
"You hound, you cur!" half sobbed13 Rawn. His daughter stood, tense, silent, unnoticed at his elbow.
"Thank you! Now, I'll tell you. I dismantled14 every motor, and I'm never going to build them again for you. I meant every word of what I said. Also I mean this!"
As he spoke15 he rose and struck Rawn full in the face with his half-clenched hand. The sound of the blow could have been heard the whole length of the gallery—was so heard. An instant later, half roaring, John Rawn closed with the younger man....
The women, plucking at their arms, could do nothing to separate the two, indeed were not noticed in the struggle. As to that, the whole matter was over in an instant. Halsey was far the stronger of the two. He caught the right wrist of Rawn as he smote16 down clumsily, caught his other wrist in the next instant, and then slowly, by sheer strength, forced him back and down until at last he crowded him into the chair which Grace a moment earlier had vacated. The bony fingers of his hand worked havoc17 on John Rawn's wrist, on his twisted arm. Halsey was not so long from his college athletics18, where he had been welcome on several teams. He was younger than Rawn, his body was harder from hard work and abstemiousness19. He was the older man's master.
"Sit down!" he panted. "I don't think you'll do this killing very soon!"
III
Rawn, for the first time in his life, faced a situation which he could not dominate by arrogance20 and bluster21. For the first time in his life he had met another man, body to body, in actual physical encounter; and that man was his master! All at once the consciousness of this flashed through every fiber22 of him, bodily and mental. He had met a man stronger than himself—yes, stronger both in body and in mind. The consciousness of that latter truth also sank deep into his heart. It was a moment of horror for him. He, John Rawn, master of this place, rich, happy, prosperous—he, John Rawn, beaten—subdued—it could not be! Heaven never would permit that!
They all remained tense, silent, motionless, for just half an instant; it seemed to them a long time. Halsey at length straightened and turned toward the door.
"I'm going," said he dully. "Good by, Grace."
Rawn turned, confused, distracted. He cared for no more of the physical testing of this difference. But he saw Success passing in the reviled23 figure of his son-in-law. "No, no!" he cried—"Jennie—he fouled24 me—but don't let him go—he'll ruin us, do you hear?"
Halsey was within the tall glass doors and passing toward the front entry. He heard the rustle25 of skirts back of him and felt a light hand upon his shoulder.
"Well," he began; and turning, faced young Mrs. Rawn!
IV
"I'm sorry," he stammered26, "it's disgraceful. I beg your pardon with all my heart. But I couldn't help it. He struck me first with what he said. He threatened me. Let me go. I'll never come back here again. I'm sorry—on your account—"
"Charles," she said softly, "Charley, wait. Where are you going?"
"To the divorce courts, and then to hell."
"But you mustn't go away like this. I'm sorry, too. Wait!"
Suddenly moved by some swift, irresistible27 impulse, perhaps born of this unregulated scene where all seemly control seemed set aside, she put both her white bare arms about his neck and looked full into his eyes, her own eyes bright. He caught her white wrists in his hands; but did not put away her arms. He stood looking at her, frowning, uncertain. His blood flamed.
"It's disgrace," he said, "I admit it. I can't square it any way in the world. I'm sorry on your account—awfully sorry!" His blood flamed, flamed.
"Listen!" she said, panting, eager, her voice with some strange, new, compelling quality in it, foreign to her as to himself. "You mustn't go. You mustn't ruin the future of us all in just a minute of temper. Yen28 mustn't ruin yourself, or—me. Besides, there's Grace!"
"Oh, Grace!"
"But she's your wife."
"Not any longer. She's chosen for herself. She left me and would not come back. I'm going now. I'm on my own from this time."
"Yes, it will set him back pretty badly—" Halsey nodded toward the bowed frame of Rawn, dimly visible, in the gallery's shade, through the tall glass doors.
"Yes," she said slowly, "he's my husband, surely."
—"Who has given you everything."
She nodded, her arms still about his neck. "Let me think this out for all of us, Charley. Keep matters as they are until I have time to think—won't you do that much—just that little—for me?"
His hands were still upon her wrists as he looked down upon her from his height, his eyes angry, his face frowning, disturbed. Worn almost to gauntness, tall, sinewy30, of a certain distinction in look, as he stood there before her now an ignorant observer might have thought the two lovers, he her lover, not her stepson, she at the least his younger sister, surely not his mother by mixed marriage.
V
As they stood thus, Rawn turning, saw them through the tall glass door. His face grew eager. "He's not gone," he whispered hoarsely31 to his daughter, who stood rigid32, close at his arm. "She's got him! By Jove! She's a wonder—my wife, my wife—she'll land him yet—she will!"
"Do I see it—didn't you hear me? Yes, of course I see it!"
"And you'll allow that, between your wife and my husband?"
"Allow it—wife!—why! damn you, girl, what are you talking about—wives and husbands?—what's that to do with this? There's many a million dollars up now, I tell you, on those two standing34 there. You make a move now—say a word—and I'll wring35 your neck, do you hear?" He caught her by the wrist. She sank into a chair, sobbing36 bleakly37.
A moment later the two figures beyond the door stood a trifle apart. The arms of Virginia Rawn dropped from Halsey's neck. She laid a hand upon his arm and, side by side, neither looking out toward the gallery, they drew deeper into the room, behind the shelter of a heavy silken curtain which shut off the view.
It was a beautiful night. The long ladder of the moon still lay across the gently rippling38 lake, which murmured at the foot of Graystone Hall's retaining sea-wall. The scent39 of flowers was about. It was a scene of peace and beauty and content. John Rawn and his daughter remained upon the gallery for a time.
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