"You were once within a quarter of a mile of me."
"How do you know that?" he cried.
"Because I saw you and the Indian Joe pitch your camp on the shore of the lake."
"You saw——" he began, and then stopped staring at her with incredulous eyes.
"Yes! I watched you make your fire, and then I went back to camp, and put out my own fire."
"Why?" he demanded harshly, though he had already guessed.
"Because I was afraid you would discover me," answered the girl calmly. "And I, with a joyful6 heart, watched you departing in the morning."
Ainley rose suddenly to his feet. "Helen," he cried hoarsely7, "do you know what you are saying? You are telling me that you were glad to be left alone in this god-forsaken wilderness8 with a man who was a discharged convict? I wonder what our world would think of that confession9?"
"I do not care what our world, as you call it, would think about my action. These few months in the wilderness have made me think little of those conventions which have such rigid10 observance in the letter but are outraged11 in the spirit every day."
"Our acquaintances would say——" he began, with a note of bitter malice12 in his voice, but Helen interrupted him.
"I wonder what our acquaintances would say if they knew everything about the crime for which Hubert Stane became a convict?"
As she dealt this blow the girl looked at him with ruthless eyes. Now she was defending, not herself alone, but the memory of the man she loved, and who out of consideration for herself had only declared his love when he was going out to meet his death. That thought made her merciless, and as she saw him waver under the weight of the blow and his face grow white as the snow about them, she continued unflinchingly.
"If they knew what I know they might say that I had made a wise choice in remaining with a convict who had suffered for something of which he was innocent, instead of going with the man who sent another man to——"
"Helen! You are mad! mad!" cried Ainley in a voice so wild that one of the Indians, dozing13 at the other side of the fire, started suddenly to his feet, and looked around him as if for enemies. Ainley saw him and checked the other wild words which sprang to his lips, and after a moment the Indian sank down on his haunches and dropped his chin on his breast again.
"No," answered Helen calmly. "I am not mad, I am telling the truth, as you gave me evidence just now. You did not let me finish my sentence. You knew what I was going to say. How did you know it? You could not have guessed it if the facts had not been within your knowledge." She broke off and was silent for a moment whilst Ainley stared at her with wild eyes. "I may be in your debt for what happened this morning. I do not know, for I do not, cannot trust you; but I will never forgive you for what the man I loved suffered. Never!"
"You believe some lying tale of Stane's?" said Ainley, in a sneering14 attempt to cover up his own discomfiture15.
"I believe what he told me; I would have believed it on his word alone, but fortunately the matter does not depend on that word only. There is evidence, and I know where that evidence is, and I will tell you what I am going to do. When we get to Fort Malsun, I shall get Mr. Rodwell to equip an expedition, and I shall recover that evidence and publish it to the world, in order to clear the memory of the man whom you have so deeply wronged."
"There will be no need for that, fortunately, Miss Yardely!" said a voice behind her.
The girl jumped to her feet in surprise. And Ainley took a quick step forward as a man emerged from the shadow of the trees into the circle of the firelight. It was the mounted policeman, Dandy Anderton, and behind him came another man at whom Helen stared for a moment incredulously, then with a great cry of joy ran to meet him.
"Hubert! Hubert!"
"Yes!" he answered, slipping an arm about her.
"But I thought—I thought——"
"I was afraid you might think so," he replied in answer to her unspoken thought. "But that could not be helped. I followed after you as fast as I could, and I was at your heels when your captors were shot down on the lake and the snow came on."
"Oh, how glad I am that you are alive! That you have found me."
She rested against him well-content, and Stane's arm about her tightened17 its grip; then they came back to the little world about them, at the sound of the policeman's voice.
"Didn't know me, Ainley? I dare say not. I'm not quite the tailor's mannikin that I was in the old days at the 'Varsity. Got a man's job now, you see. And that reminds me, I'm here on duty. I happened to be up the Little Moose when that shooting took place this morning. There's a couple of dead Indians up there, and as I guess you had something to do with their sudden deaths I shall have to call on you for an explanation you know."
Ainley looked at the policeman without fear, and then for a moment his eyes turned and rested on Helen and Stane standing18 together in the shadow of a great fir-tree. It must have been a moment of exceeding bitterness to him, but beyond a short, abrupt19 laugh he gave no sign of his feelings. He turned again to the policeman. Apparently20 he was perfectly21 cool and self-possessed. He waved a hand towards the fire.
"May as well make ourselves comfortable. It's rather a long story I have to tell. Where are your dogs?"
"Back in the wood—anchored. I'll slip back and fetch them."
"No," said Stane, "I will go back for them."
He turned, and Helen turned with him.
"You don't mind," she whispered.
"Mind!"
She walked by his side, a hand on his arm. Once when they were well in the shadows of the wood they stopped, and with his arm about her he kissed her.
"My dear!" he whispered, "my dear."
Helen said nothing immediately, but gave a little sobbing22 laugh of gladness. Then after a moment she asked, "How did you escape? How did you find me?"
"It is too long a story to tell you the whole of it just now. But right in the nick of time, when I was expecting to die, the owner of our cabin, Jean Bènard came back. He saved my life; but as he knew nothing about you, the attackers got away with you, but as soon as he heard my story he got ready to pursue, and having found out that your kidnappers23 were making for the Little Moose we took a short cut and waited for you. We were at your heels when the rifles fired from the shore——"
"Yes, I and Jean Bènard!"
"I saw you and I wondered," cried Helen. "But the half-breed had told me you were dead."
"We lost you in the snow," said Stane, continuing his explanation, "but found Anderton, and though the snow was as bad as ever, after a time we started to search for your trail. Jean Bènard found it deep in the wood where we were searching, knowing the lake was impossible for any one to travel in the storm, and after he had made the discovery, Anderton and I started to track you."
"And where is Jean Bènard?" asked Helen quickly. "I want to thank him for saving you, for bringing joy back to me when I thought that it was dead for ever."
"He is following us, he will be here, presently."
"Then I shall see him?"
"I hope so. But we must hurry on, dear. The dogs——"
"Bother the dogs—."
"But I want to hear Gerald Ainley's explanation. It is important that I should."
"I have already heard it," said Helen quickly. "It is full of lies."
"You think so?"
"I know it."
"All the more reason that I should hear it with Anderton. There is much more behind all this than you know, Helen."
"Perhaps I guess something of what lies behind."
"I do not think you can. It is an extraordinary story, and there will be a dénouement presently that will surprise Ainley. Come!"
They moved forward together, found the dogs, and having righted the sledge by which they had been anchored, they returned to the camp. Ainley, pipe in hand, apparently quite cool, was talking. He gave one glance at the couple as they re-entered the circle of light, watched Stane for a moment as he stooped to unharness the dogs, and then continued the story he had been telling glibly25 and evenly.
"Having got the news, I made straight for the cabin, and had the ill-luck to arrive there half an hour too late. One of the men found a dead man, who, from the description, I mistook for Stane there, and we also found a wounded Indian, who, with a little persuasion26, told us what he knew, which was that a half-breed, of the name of Chigmok, inflamed27 with love for Miss Yardely, had carried her off, designing to make her his squaw. I understand this Chigmok is what the Indians call a bad man—but perhaps you know him?"
He broke off and looked directly at Anderton as he spoke16, and waited for a reply. The mounted policeman nodded, and as casually28 as he could replied: "Yes, I have met him. He is—no good."
As the policeman replied, Helen, who was watching Ainley's face, saw a subtle change come over it. For one moment it lost its assurance and a flicker29 of doubt came in the eyes. The girl divined that he had suddenly grown uncertain of his ground, and to her it was noticeable that after Anderton's reply Ainley's glibness30 left him, and that he spoke hesitatingly, haltingly, with frequent pauses, like a man uncertain of his words.
"Then, by all accounts, you have met a regular rogue31, Anderton! But to resume, the Indian told us that Chigmok had carried off Miss Yardely. Under pressure he told also the place for which the half-breed was making, a desolate32 district, little travelled—the Lake of the Little Moose. Know it?"
"Yes, I was there this morning; Stane and I have just come from there."
Again the flicker of doubt came in Ainley's eyes, and in the glow of the firelight, Helen saw a look of apprehension33 come on his face. It was there for but a moment, then it was gone, but in that moment the girl had seen deeply into Ainley's heart, and knew that fear was rapidly mounting there.
"Ah! you also followed Chigmok's trail, I suppose. But I was there first. I followed a shorter route and I was at his camp waiting for him when he showed up. I saw Miss Yardely on the sledge, and as for the moment we were three against three, I felt that it was not an occasion when chances should be taken, so we fired from the bushes on the three kidnappers and shot them down. Then as there was another sledge coming on behind, I removed Miss Yardely to my own sledge, and to escape further trouble we pushed the dogs hard till we got here.... And that's about all, I think."
He fell silent for a moment, and sat there watching the two white men and the white girl who had heard the conclusion of his narrative. They remained quite still, and not one of the three spoke. Ainley evidently found the silence too much for his nerves, for after a little time had passed in profound silence, he flashed out irritably34:
"Well, what do you think of my story?"
"It is a very interesting story," said Anderton at last.
A quick look of relief came into Ainley's face. "You think I was justified35 in shooting down those three kidnappers then?"
"On the face of things—yes! If your story is the correct one there is not the slightest doubt that you followed the right course."
"You don't doubt its correctness?" flashed Ainley.
"I have not said so," answered the policeman gravely, "but so far, as you will see, I have only your word for it."
"The two men who are with me can corroborate," replied Ainley.
"That will be helpful, of course," said Anderton. "But I am not trying the case, Ainley, I am only making the necessary inquiries36 that I may make my report at the Post. And I had better warn you that you may have a little trouble about this matter. Things in the North here are not like they were a few years back, when any wandering white man felt himself justified in potting any Indian whose presence he considered inimical. The administration of the Territories is very tender towards the natives under its charge, and watchful37 of their interests. It is bound to be. Since it expects the red man to accept its laws, it can do no less than compel whites to honour them."
"Oh I know all that," said Ainley, a trifle contemptuously. "But you won't claim that the circumstances of this affair are anything but extraordinary."
"No," agreed the policeman, "I think they are very extraordinary."
Something significant in his tones caused Ainley to look at him questioningly. The policeman, whose face was like a mask, was staring into the fire, and did not catch the look. Ainley made as if to speak, then changed his mind and remained silent. After a little time Anderton spoke again.
"Yes," agreed Ainley, apparently relieved at the change of subject. "A good bit of water has gone down the Isis since then."
"And all the circumstances considered it is rather a coincidence that we three should meet like this in the wilderness."
"It certainly is dramatic," admitted Ainley. "Quite a Drury Lane drama."
"More so than you know, Ainley," answered Anderton quickly. "Stane, let Ainley have a look at that piece of paper you carry about with you."
A moment later Stane had opened the oilskin packet, and was unfolding the sheet of note-paper. Ainley watched him in amazement39, and then as Stane held the paper towards him, and he bent40 over it, a look of consternation41 came on his face, and a quick oath broke from his lips. "God in heaven!"
"You had better put that paper in safety, again, Stane," said the policeman quickly. "Ainley recognized it first glance."
"It's a lie," cried Ainley. "I've never seen the thing in my life before!"
"Your tongue lies better than your face, Ainley. Just now your face told the truth. You have seen that paper before. You saw it at Oxford when you prepared yourself for the forgery42 that sent Stane to prison. You——"
"I'll not stand it!" cried Ainley jumping to his feet. "You are charging me with a crime of which a judge and jury found Stane guilty. It is insufferable. You can't expect any man to sit still."
"Where did you find that paper, Stane?" interrupted the policeman brusquely.
"In a copy of Jowett's Plato which Ainley had borrowed from me, and which he returned to my scout43 after I was arrested."
"It's a barefaced44 lie! A plot!" cried Ainley. "I'm surprised at you, Anderton—a representative of the law too—lending yourself to such an absurd charge. You ought to know better."
"I know more than you think, Ainley. You remember Jarlock who was in our set—?"
"Jarlock!" The name broke from Ainley in a tone of consternation.
"Yes, Jarlock! A good fellow, Jarlock. A friend who could forgive a friend his faults, who indeed could on occasion overlook a crime when he thought it was the crime of a hard-pressed man."
"What in thunder are you gassing about?" cried Ainley blusteringly.
"About Jarlock and a certain promissory note which he paid, a note which bore your name and his. Your signature was quite genuine. Jarlock's—well, Jarlock denied it, and you owned that you——"
"He told?" said Ainley. "The cur told?"
"Yes, he told me in confidence, after he had heard of Stane's denial of the charge for which he was imprisoned45. You see he believed in Stane, as I did myself——"
"And you would make me the scapegoat46 for Stane's crime." Ainley laughed harshly. "I will see you hung first," he cried. "I——"
He broke off abruptly47 as a sound of yelping48 dogs sounded from the wood, and stared into the darkness. Anderton rose from his seat.
"I expect that will be Jean Bènard," he said quietly.
"Jean Bènard? Who is Jean Bènard?" cried Ainley.
"He is the man who Stane and I left to bring Chigmok along."
"Chigmok!"
"Yes, you see, Ainley, Chigmok was not dead as you meant him to be. He was only winged, and he was able to tell his story which was a much more interesting story than yours, and as I beg leave to think, a much more truthful49 one."
Ainley did not reply. He stood staring into the darkness with wild eyes. The glow of the fire revealed a terrible look on his face—the look of a man who in a single moment has seen his life go suddenly to pieces. He stood there dumb, his face working painfully, and then, as the dog-team broke into the circle of the firelight, he fell back into his seat by the fire in utter collapse50, his face hidden in his hands.
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