"I thought you were lost, sah," said Geary, looking closely at Gerald's flannels9, which were somewhat torn by brambles, and smeared10 with mud.
"Oh no," answered the young man, ready with an explanation, since he wished to satisfy the negro's curiosity without enlightening him. "I have been down the river and up the river in my canoe. But I got mixed up with stones and cross-currents, and blundered in the darkness. I therefore hid my canoe in the bushes, and came back."
"And you like the river, sah?" asked Geary, lingering.
Haskins supped his soup and nodded. "A most charming river," he said in a careless voice, "very quiet, very lonely. I shall explore it again to-morrow afternoon."
The negro withdrew quietly, and Haskins reflected on the persistent11 way in which the man questioned him. More than ever did he mistrust Adonis, and now with stronger reason, for he felt certain that the negro was connected in some way with Major Rebb, who in his turn was assuredly connected with the Pixy's House and its inmates12. If Geary discovered that Gerald had met with the Enchanted13 Princess, he might officiously inform Rebb, when there would be trouble. Without doubt the Major was behaving illegally in shutting up a perfectly14 sane15 girl, and therefore would not create a public scandal. Nevertheless, if he knew that Haskins had penetrated16 his secret, he might remove Mavis to another hiding-place. Gerald could not risk that, until he knew more, and again had met the girl. He looked upon himself as the knight-errant of distressed17 beauty, and it behooved18 him to be wary19 in his dealings with a very difficult and somewhat dangerous matter.
After supper Haskins lighted his pipe and seated himself by the open window to think over matters. Mrs. Geary entered and removed the remnants of the meal in her dumb way. After placing a cup of coffee on a small table at her guest's elbow she withdrew, and he was left to his reflections. These began with a consideration of Mavis' beauty of person and charm of conversation. It can thus be guessed that Haskins was in love--genuinely in love, and for the first time in his life.
As Bulwer Lytton says: "There are many counterfeits20, but only one Eros!" This was Haskins' experience. He had loved in an earthly way many times in his time, and several times had mistaken the false for the true. A fastidious mind had saved him from the commercial passion of the ordinary man, and he had usually approached women in the belief that they were goddesses. This was hard on the sex, as the attitude exacts too much perfection in a world of temptation. Consequently Gerald had been deceived several times, and therefore had guarded himself carefully against the tender passion. Then he met with Charity Bird, and,--in common with many another man--fell in love with her physical charms. But in spite of her beauty, which he grew to admire as he would that of a picture, Haskins failed to find in her the wife and helpmate his exacting22 nature demanded. Outwardly Charity was all that he could desire, but inwardly she was less attractive, being matter-of-fact when she was not silly. She might suit Tod, but she did not match with Gerald, so he withdrew with little regret, and for some months, he had been heart-whole and fancy-free.
Now, in an unexpected and extraordinary way, the young man had met with another Charity Bird, more perfect than the original. Mavis was as beautiful in looks, and yet was higher in mind. From the strange upbringing to which she had subjected she looked at life--what little she knew of it--in a poetical23 way. Yet judging by her remarks on cooking and embroidering24 and gardening, she had a fund of common knowledge, directed by common-sense. It was too early as yet to pronounce authoritatively25 on her capabilities26 and trend of thought: but the spiritual power manifested in her personality appealed strongly to the lover who had loved her counterfeit21. Here indeed was the true Eros; a deity27, who could be worshiped without disappointment. Gerald, with less reflection than he usually gave to his decisions, determined28 to be a faithful attendant at the shrine29 of this divinity.
Having thus settled his attitude towards the girl, with the impetuosity of a young man and a true lover, Haskins began to think over Miss Durham's position. In spite of the hideous30 rumor31, reported by Geary, he believed, from personal observation, that the girl was quite sane. Rebb, who was her acknowledged guardian32, had apparently33 set such gossip afloat so that no one might comment upon the seclusion34 of the girl. Guarded in this way by public fear, which had been erected35 by a lying tale. Mavis might continue to dwell for the rest of her life amidst the ruins of the Pixy's House, closely watched by the Florentine and spied upon, in a less degree--as Gerald shrewdly suspected--by Geary, who was probably a creature of Major Rebb's.
Now, the question was this: Why did Rebb shut up so pretty and unsophisticated a creature in conventual solitude36? She had committed no crime, and, from what little Haskins had seen of her, she had no instinct which would make her commit one. There must be some other reason and a strong one for the odd behavior of Rebb. This reason Haskins determined to learn, howsoever much Geary and his employer might desire to conceal37 it.
Also there were other questions to which the young man desired answers. Why was Mavis so similar to Charity in looks? Why had she not been taught to read and write? Why was Geary--as Haskins verily believed,--posted at the Devon Maid to keep his one sinister38 eye on her? Gerald could not have sworn in a court of law that the negro was connected in any way with the Pixy's House secret; but he had an intuitive feeling, from the man's behavior towards Major Rebb, and by his eager statement of a false rumor, that in some manner the landlord had to do with the matter. Haskins, therefore, placed himself on his guard and by a careless demeanor39, and apparent frankness he succeeded in lulling40 Geary's suspicions as to his true reasons for postponing41 his journey to St. Ives. It was Geary who could answer, at least, some of the questions which vexed42 Gerald's soul, and he lingered to hear them. Unfortunately he did not know how to inquire without betraying his secret visit to the Pixy's House.
Two or three days went by, and Haskins regularly took his way to the river, to seek the fairy palace. After that first attempt to navigate43 so stubborn a stream as the Ruddle he used the canoe very little. It was easier and more expeditious44 to take the highway to the moors and then strike into the secret path which led to Mother Carey's Peace Pool. This Haskins did, and then would paddle across to the landing place, whence he could gain the summit of the cliff. Here he would climb the wall to hide behind the beech45-tree, and hither Mavis would come to chatter46 to her "Fairy Prince," as she still continued to call him. But owing to the presence of Bellaria the young man did not dare to descend4 into the grounds. Any moment might have brought about discovery had he risked so much, for, according to Mavis, the Florentine was a keen and restless dragon.
"She's afraid of something," said Mavis, one day, when Gerald questioned her about the woman. "I don't know what it is; but she is afraid."
"Why do you think that?"
"Because she is always looking over her shoulder with a scared expression, and she never sleeps in the same bedroom."
"Has she more than one then, Mavis?"
"Oh yes. There are many many bedrooms in the house, and Bellaria goes to a different one nightly. She's afraid of the darkness, too, and remains47 always in the house after sundown. When she goes shopping in Leegarth she returns quite pale and nervous. I am quite sure that she is afraid of something, but she always gets angry with me, when I ask what is the matter."
"Curious," murmured Haskins, "here is another mystery!" then he asked aloud: "How often does your guardian come to you?"
"Not very often. Sometimes he is away for months and then will come twice in a week. He really is very kind, for he always brings me presents. I call him Santa Claus when he does that. But, oh! there is Bellaria. Stay here, Gerald; I'll see what she wants."
As it was early in the afternoon Haskins had an excellent view of the Florentine, who stalked across the lawn almost to the foot of the beech, drawn48 thither49 by her nursling's answering cry. "You are always sitting on the high branches of that tree," said the Italian crossly, and in most excellent English. "Why do you do that?"
"I can see the river and the pool," said Mavis quickly. "Oh! Bellaria, I wish I was a nymph, that I could plunge50 into the cool water."
"You can do that without being a nymph, cara mia. But not in the pool below--not outside the grounds. Your guardian would be angry. No English young lady leaves her home until she is twenty-one."
Haskins smiled when he heard this frightful51 falsehood. Bellaria had been well trained by her master, and such was the simplicity52 of Mavis that she accepted the limitation of her liberty in all good faith. "But I shall be so glad when I am twenty-one," she complained with a sigh.
"Si! si! si!" Bellaria placed her hands on her hips53 and nodded three times emphatically. "But you will not like the world. No, ah, Dio mio! the world is a dangerous and evil place." And she looked in a scared manner over her shoulder, shivering in the warm air.
The Florentine had been a handsome woman, tall and dark, and of a commanding appearance. She was still remarkably54 straight at the age of fifty-six, and carried herself with a defiant55 air when forgetful of the danger that threatened her, whatsoever56 that might be. Then she would cringe and wince57, as Gerald had just seen her do. Her eyes were large and black, but the pupils were dilated58, and she looked like a terrified rabbit. Apparently the woman had cause to fear some enemy or some punishment, for not only were her eyes scared-looking, but her plentiful59 hair was absolutely snow-white. This might have been age, but fifty-six is not a very great age, and the hair might easily have been an iron-grey. There was certainly some shadow on her life which threatened disaster, and only when she forgot the danger, in conversation with Mavis, did Bellaria appear defiant and stately and tolerably young. But the very slightest reminder60 of that past--and the past apparently contained the danger referred to--and her form dwindled61, her body bent62, her eyes grew timid, and she aged2 to seventy, as though by enchantment63. All this might have been fancy on Haskins' part, for he was extremely imaginative, but he believed that he had read the woman rightly. Whatever might be the reason, Bellaria Dondi had been frightened into this lonely house; there to hide from some appalling64 danger.
It appeared that the fit of terror tormented65 her now, and that she had sought Mavis' company from sheer dread66 of solitude. Quite ignorant of the man up the tree--or rather the lover who was seated on the wall--Bellaria sat near the trunk, talking to Mavis. Both the lovers were afraid lest their secret should be discovered, but Bellaria kept up so loud a conversation--and it seemed as though she spoke67 loudly to reassure68 herself--that the occasional movements of Haskins passed unheeded. Mavis proved herself to be a capable actress, despite her simplicity, for nothing could have been more artless than her demeanor. "Geary is coming to see me to-night," said Bellaria, after a pause, and the observation startled the listener. "He sent a message by Matthew"--this was the aged, cross gardener, of whom Mavis had spoken.
"Why is he coming?" questioned Mavis.
"Major Rebb told him to come and see that the young man who is stopping at the Devon Maid has not been lurking69 about here."
"What young man?" asked Mavis coolly.
"I have told you. A friend of the Major's, who is stopping at Geary's inn. He has taken to rowing on the river, and might find this place."
"I wish he would," said the girl, truthfully. "I should like to see a really young man."
"You will some day," Bellaria assured her, "and then you will be sorry, cara mia. Young men are all liars70 and villains71. Geary wrote to Major Rebb in London telling about this Mr. Haskins--that is the name, I believe--so the Major says that Geary has to come over to-night to look round the place and ask me questions. So absurd," Bellaria shrugged72 her thin shoulders! "As if anyone could come here unless I knew."
"Why shouldn't this Mr. Haskins come, Bellaria?"
"Because you may fall in love, and if you do you may want to marry this man. Major Rebb does not wish you to marry until you have seen the world, my dear."
"What is that? I--yes I, who speak, Bellaria Dondi--shall never never see the world again. Here I am shut up for ever and ever."
"Why, Nanny? I have often asked, but you never will tell?"
"I tell no one the reason why I stop here," said the woman sombrely. "I am dead to the world and to its people. For twenty years I have been dead, and it is as well that I should be thought to be dead. If they knew--if they guessed--ugh!" She looked round and shivered.
"If who knew?"
"No matter! no matter." Bellaria leaped to her feet. "All is done with and over. I was famous once, cara mia. Yes--behold in me a great singer. But you know, you know. Often have I talked to you of my greatness. And it was blotted74 out in a night by---- Hush75! hush." She cast a scared glance over her shoulder and darted76 into the middle of the lawn.
"Bellaria! Bellaria!" called out Mavis, "I'll climb the beech again." But the woman did not reply. She burst out into the Shadow Song from Dinorah, and Haskins realized at once what a magnificent voice she must have had. Even now many of the notes were true, though occasionally a high one was cracked and wheezy. Spreading her black skirts, she bowed and becked and swept and danced to her shadow in the strong sunlight, while her voice fluted77 high and birdlike through the air. Thus singing and dancing, she re-entered the house, her dark hour over for the time being. Haskins wondered what could be her secret. Here, indeed, was a woman with a past.
But by this time Mavis had climbed the tree again, and was hurriedly persuading him to go. "Bellaria suspects nothing," she said eagerly, "and after Geary comes to-night he won't come again. But you must be careful."
"How can I be more careful than I am?" asked Gerald taking her hand.
"Come at night," she urged, "come to-morrow night when the moon is high and the fairies come out to dance. I am often in the garden on these summer nights, for Bellaria will not come out, and I hate to be mewed up in stuffy78 rooms. She will not think that I am meeting anyone, and then we can talk without fear of discovery. I shall lead you into the other garden through the arch."
"But if Bellaria sees me from a window?"
"Her bedroom is on the other side of the house, looking down on to the woods. She will not see us, and she will never suspect that anyone is with me. She knows that I love the moonlight, and, besides, she will not dare to come out because of her fear."
"I wonder what that fear is," said Gerald meditatively79.
"I do not know. But go now, dear Prince, and come again to-morrow night at ten o'clock. To-night you must not come lest Geary see you."
"And if he did?"
"Oh!" Mavis shivered. "I don't know what he would do. He is a terrible black man, and has a horrid80 knife with a yellow handle--a big knife, oh! so dangerous. He brought it from Jamaica: he told Bellaria so. He would kill you, if he found you."
"I quite believe that," said Gerald grimly, and resolved to arm himself with a revolver when he next came to the Pixy's House. He was resolved not to die without a fight. "But don't worry, darling. I'll be all right. Goodbye. To-morrow night, then."
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