When he told his wife what he had done, the news came like a thunder-clap on her. She knew her husband was weak, pleasure-loving and idle, but she never dreamt he could be a criminal. With the desire of a woman to find excuses for the conduct of a man she loved, Mrs. Malton thought that his crime was due to the evil influence of Kitty Marchurst; hence her visit and appeal to the actress. It seemed to have been successful, for the money had been replaced, though Kitty denied having paid it, and Mrs. Malton breathed freely.
Her husband loved her in a kind of a way; he did not mind being unfaithful himself, but he would have been bitterly angered had he found her following his example. This type of husband is not uncommon5; he likes to be a butterfly abroad, to lead a man-of-the-world existence, neglecting his home; yet he always expects on his return to find a hearty6 welcome and a loving-wife.
Of course, as Mrs. Malton was a handsome woman, with a neglectful husband, the inevitable7 event happened, and Fenton, the bosom8 friend of the husband, fell in love with the solitary9 wife. She repelled10 his advances proudly, as she really loved her husband; but the effect of long months of neglect were beginning to tell on her, and she asked herself bitterly if it was worth while for her to remain faithful to a husband who neglected her.
On the Sunday afternoon following the interview Malton had with Naball, she sat down in her drawing-room, idly watching the child playing at her feet. Malton had come home in a fearful temper the night before, and had been in bed all Sunday. Dinner had been early, and she had left him in the dining-room, with a scowling11 face, evidently drinking more than was good for him.
"What is the use of trying to make his life happy?" she said to herself with a sneer12. "He cares no more for me than he does for the child. If I were to allow his dearest friend to betray me, I don't believe he would care a fig13 about it."
While she was thus talking, the door opened, and her husband came into the room, with a sullen14 look on his face. He was, as she saw, in a temper, and ready for a domestic battle; but, determined15 not to give him a chance, she sat in her chair in silent disdain16.
"Well," he said, throwing himself on the sofa, "haven't you got a word to say for yourself?"
"What can I say?" she replied listlessly.
"Anything! Don't sit there like a cursed sphynx. How do you expect a man to come home when he finds things so disagreeable?"
She looked at him scornfully.
"You find things disagreeable," she said slowly. "You, who have neglected me ever since our marriage; who have passed your time with actresses and betting men; you, who--"
"Go to the devil," said Malton sulkily, cutting short her catalogue of his vices17. "I don't want you to preach. I'll go where I like, and do what I like."
"Yet you deny me the right to do the same."
"What do you mean?"
"Mean!" she cried, rising to her feet; "mean that I'm tired of this sordid18 way of living. I'm tired of seeing you at the beck and call of every woman except your wife. I have tried to do my duty by you and the child, yet you neglect me for others. You squander19 your honestly earned money, and then embezzle4 thousands of pounds. I tell you, I'm sick of this life, Evan Malton; and if you don't take care, I'll make a change."
He listened in amazement20 to this tirade21 coming from his meek22 wife, then, with a coarse laugh, flung himself back on the sofa.
"You'll make a change!" he said, with a sneer. "You--I suppose that means bolting with another man--you do, my lady, and I'll kill you and your lover as well."
"My lover, as you call him, could break your neck easily," she said contemptuously.
"Then you have a lover!" he cried, starting to his feet in a transport of fury. "You tell me that--you a wife and a mother--in the presence of our child."
Without a word, she touched the bell, and a maid-servant appeared. Mrs. Malton pointed23 to the child.
"Take her away," she said coldly, and when the door closed again, she turned once more to her husband. "Now that the child is away," she said calmly, "I do tell you I have a would-be lover. Stay," she cried, holding up her hand, "I said a would-be lover. Had I been as careless of your honour as you have been of mine, I would not now be living with you."
Evan Malton listened in dogged silence, and then burst out into a torrent24 of words.
"Ah! I knew it would be so--curse you! What woman was ever satisfied with a husband?"
"Yes, and such a husband as you have been," she said sarcastically25.
He stepped forward, with an oath, to strike her, then restraining himself by an effort, said in a harsh voice,--
"Tell me his name."
Mrs. Malton walked over to a writing-desk, unlocked it, and taking from thence a bundle of letters, flung them on the floor before him.
"You'll find all about him there."
Malton bent26 down, picked up the letters, and staggered back, with a cry, as he recognised the writing.
"My God! Fenton!" he cried.
"Exactly," she said coolly. "Your dear friend Fenton, who came to me with words of love on his lips, and lies in his heart, to get me to elope with him--in the last letter, you see, he asked me to go with him to Valparaiso."
"Oh, did he?" muttered Malton vindictively27; "and you were going, I suppose?"
"If I had been going," she replied, with grave scorn, "I would not now be here, for he leaves for Valparaiso to-night."
"To-night!"
"Yes. I presume he's followed your example, and embezzled money. At all events, I refused his offer, and left him as I now leave you, Evan Malton, with the hope that this discovery may teach you a lesson."
"Where are you going?" he cried hoarsely28, as she moved towards the door.
She turned with a cold smile.
"I am going to our child; and you--"
"And I," he said vindictively, "I'm going to Hiram Fenton's house, to give him back those letters. He'll go to Valparaiso will he? No, he won't. To-night, the police shall know all."
"All what?" his wife cried in sudden terror.
"All about the diamond robbery and the Russell Street murder."
She shrank back from him with a cry; but he came straight to the door, and taking her by the arm, flung her brutally29 on the floor.
"You lie there," he hissed30 out. "I'll deal with him first, and afterwards with you."
She heard the door close, and knew that he had left the house: then, gathering31 herself up slowly and painfully, she went to the chamber32 of her child, and sank on her knees beside the cot.
Meanwhile, Malton, with his brain on fire, his heart beating with jealous rage, and the bundle of letters in his breast-pocket, was rapidly walking down the hill, intending to go to Fenton's rooms and tax him with his treachery. It was partly on this account that he wished to see him; but there was also a more serious cause, for in the event of Fenton bolting, as he intended to do, things would be very awkward for his assistant manager.
"Curse him!" muttered Malton as he hailed a hansom, and told the man to drive to East Melbourne. "Does he think I'm such a fool as to let him go now? No, no, my boy; we've floated together for a good time, and, by Jove! we'll sink together."
Like all weak men, he was unable to restrain his temper, and was now working himself up into a state of fury which boded33 ill for the peace of Mr. Fenton. Fast as the cab was rolling along, it seemed hours to the impatient man, and it was with a cry of joy that he jumped out at Fenton's door, keeping the hansom waiting in case he should find the American absent.
The woman who opened the door told him that Mr. Fenton had gone out about half-an-hour ago, with a black bag in his hand, and had told her he was going to see some friends.
"Curse the man," groaned34 Malton, who saw what this meant at once, "he's off; I must follow---but where? I don't suppose he'd leave his address in his room, but I'll see if I can find anything there."
"Can I give him any message, sir?" asked the woman, who was still holding the door open.
"Yes; that is, I'll write him a note; show me up to his sitting-room35."
"Yes, sir," and in a few minutes Malton found himself alone in the room so lately occupied by his enemy. He sat down at the writing-table till the woman closed the door, then springing to his feet, began to examine the desk with feverish36 energy to see if Mr. Fenton had left any trace as to his whereabouts.
There was a newspaper lying on a small table near, and Malton, seizing this, looked at the shipping37 announcements to see by what boat Fenton intended to go to South America.
"He's certain to go there," he said, as he ran his finger eagerly down the column, "or he wouldn't have told my wife. Here, oh, here it is--The 'Don Pedro,' for Valparaiso, at eight, Monday morning. He's going by that boat, now," he went on, putting down the paper, and pulling out his watch; "it's about six o'clock--why did he leave to-night, eh? I suppose he means to go on board, so as to avoid suspicion by going so early in the morning. He can't have gone back to see my wife, or she would have told me, for I'll swear she's true. Confound him, where can he have gone?"
He turned over the papers on the desk in feverish eagerness, as if he expected to find an address left for him, when suddenly, slipped in between the sheets of the blotting-pad, he found a note in Caprice's handwriting asking Fenton to come down to Toorak on that night. Melton struck a blow on the desk with his fist when he read this.
"He's gone there, I'll swear," he cried, putting the letter in his pocket. "It was only because Caprice laughed at him that he made love to my wife. Now she's whistled him back, he'll try and get her to go off with him to Valparaiso. Ah, Hiram Fenton, you're not off yet, and never will be--sink or swim together, my boy--sink or swim together."
He called the woman, gave her a short note for Fenton, in order to avert38 suspicion, then getting into the cab once more, told the man to drive to Toorak as quickly as possible.
"If I don't find you there, my friend," he muttered angrily, "I'll go straight down to the 'Don Pedro' at Sandridge. You won't escape me--sink or swim together, sink or swim together."
The evening sky was overcast39 with gloomy clouds, between the rifts40 of which could be seen the sharp, clear light of the sky, and then it began to rain, a tropical downpour which flooded the streets and turned the gutters41 to miniature torrents42; a vivid flash of lightning flare43 in the sky, and the white face of the man in the hansom could be seen for a moment; then sounded a deep roll of thunder, as if warning Hiram Fenton that his friend and victim was on his track.
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