War and wave at last decree:
Love alone denies us rest,
Crueler than sword or sea.
William Watson.
"I am Columbus every time I cross," said Shirley. "What lies out there in the west is an undiscovered country."
"Then I shall have to take the part of the rebellious1 and doubting crew. There is no America, and we're sure to get into trouble if we don't turn back."
"You shall be clapped into irons and fed on bread and water, and turned over to the Indians as soon as we reach land."
"Don't starve me! Let me hang from the yard-arm at once, or walk the plank2. I choose the hour immediately after dinner for my obsequies!"
"Choose a cheerfuller word!" pleaded Shirley.
"I am sorry to suggest mortality, but I was trying to let my imagination play a little on the eternal novelty of travel, and you have dropped me down 'full faddom five.'"
"I'm sorry, but I have only revealed an honest tendency of character. Piracy3 is probably a more profitable line of business than discovery. Discoverers benefit mankind at great sacrifice and expense, and die before they can receive the royal thanks. A pirate's business is all done over the counter on a strictly4 cash basis."
They were silent for a moment, continuing their tramp. Pair weather was peopling the decks. Dick Claiborne was engrossed5 with a vivacious6 California girl, and Shirley saw him only at meals; but he and Armitage held night sessions in the smoking-room, with increased liking7 on both sides.
"Armitage isn't a bad sort," Dick admitted to Shirley. "He's either an awful liar8, or he's seen a lot of the world."
"Of course, he has to travel to sell his glassware," observed Shirley. "I'm surprised at your seeming intimacy9 with a mere10 'peddler,'—and you an officer in the finest cavalry11 in the world."
"Well, if he's a peddler he's a high-class one—probably the junior member of the firm that owns the works."
Armitage saw something of all the Claibornes every day in the pleasant intimacy of ship life, and Hilton Claiborne found the young man an interesting talker. Judge Claiborne is, as every one knows, the best-posted American of his time in diplomatic history; and when they were together Armitage suggested topics that were well calculated to awaken12 the old lawyer's interest.
"The glass-blower's a deep one, all right," remarked Dick to Shirley. "He jollies me occasionally, just to show there's no hard feeling; then he jollies the governor; and when I saw our mother footing it on his arm this afternoon I almost fell in a faint. I wish you'd hold on to him tight till we're docked. My little friend from California is crazy about him—and I haven't dared tell her he's only a drummer; such a fling would be unchivalrous of me—"
"It would, Richard. Be a generous foe—whether—whether you can afford to be or not!"
"My sister—my own sister says this to me! This is quite the unkindest.
I'm going to offer myself to the daughter of the redwoods at once."
Shirley and Armitage talked—as people will on ship-board—of everything under the sun. Shirley's enthusiasms were in themselves interesting; but she was informed in the world's larger affairs, as became the daughter of a man who was an authority in such matters, and found it pleasant to discuss them with Armitage. He felt the poetic13 quality in her; it was that which had first appealed to him; but he did not know that something of the same sort in himself touched her; it was enough for those days that he was courteous14 and amusing, and gained a trifle in her eyes from the fact that he had no tangible15 background.
Then came the evening of the fifth day. They were taking a turn after dinner on the lighted deck. The spring stars hung faint and far through thin clouds and the wind was keen from the sea. A few passengers were out; the deck stewards17 went about gathering18 up rugs and chairs for the night.
"Time oughtn't to be reckoned at all at sea, so that people who feel themselves getting old might sail forth19 into the deep and defy the old man with the hour-glass."
"I like the idea. Such people could become fishers—permanently, and grow very wise from so much brain food."
"They wouldn't eat, Mr. Armitage. Brain-food forsooth! You talk like a breakfast-food advertisement. My idea—mine, please note—is for such fortunate people to sail in pretty little boats with orange-tinted sails and pick up lost dreams. I got a hint of that in a pretty poem once—
"'Time seemed to pause a little pace,
I heard a dream go by.'"
"But out here in mid-ocean a little boat with lateen sails wouldn't have much show. And dreams passing over—the idea is pretty, and is creditable to your imagination. But I thought your fancy was more militant20. Now, for example, you like battle pictures—" he said, and paused inquiringly.
She looked at him quickly.
"How do you know I do?"
"You like Detaille particularly."
"Am I to defend my taste?—what's the answer, if you don't mind?"
"Detaille is much to my liking, also; but I prefer Flameng, as a strictly personal matter. That was a wonderful collection of military and battle pictures shown in Paris last winter."
She half withdrew her hand from his arm, and turned away. The sea winds did not wholly account for the sudden color in her cheeks. She had seen Armitage in Paris—in cafés, at the opera, but not at the great exhibition of world-famous battle pictures; yet undoubtedly21 he had seen her; and she remembered with instant consciousness the hours of absorption she had spent before those canvases.
"It was a public exhibition, I believe; there was no great harm in seeing it."
"No; there certainly was not!" He laughed, then was serious at once. Shirley's tense, arrested figure, her bright, eager eyes, her parted lips, as he saw her before the battle pictures in the gallery at Paris, came up before him and gave him pause. He could not play upon that stolen glance or tease her curiosity in respect to it. If this were a ship flirtation22, it might be well enough; but the very sweetness and open-heartedness of her youth shielded her. It seemed to him in that moment a contemptible23 and unpardonable thing that he had followed her about—and caught her, there at Paris, in an exalted24 mood, to which she had been wrought25 by the moving incidents of war.
"I was in Paris during the exhibition," he said quietly. "Ormsby, the American painter—the man who did the High Tide at Gettysburg—is an acquaintance of mine."
"Oh!"
It was Ormsby's painting that had particularly captivated Shirley. She had returned to it day after day; and the thought that Armitage had taken advantage of her deep interest in Pickett's charging gray line was annoying, and she abruptly26 changed the subject.
Shirley had speculated much as to the meaning of Armitage's remark at the carriage door in Geneva—that he expected the slayer27 of the old Austrian prime minister to pass that way. Armitage had not referred to the crime in any way in his talks with her on the King Edward; their conversations had been pitched usually in a light and frivolous28 key, or if one were disposed to be serious the other responded in a note of levity29.
"We're all imperialists at heart," said Shirley, referring to a talk between them earlier in the day. "We Americans are hungry for empire; we're simply waiting for the man on horseback to gallop30 down Broadway and up Fifth Avenue with a troop of cavalry at his heels and proclaim the new dispensation."
"And before he'd gone a block a big Irish policeman would arrest him for disorderly conduct or disturbing the peace, or for giving a show without a license31, and the republic would continue to do business at the old stand."
"No; the police would have been bribed32 in advance, and would deliver the keys of the city to the new emperor at the door of St. Patrick's Cathedral, and his majesty33 would go to Sherry's for luncheon34, and sign a few decrees, and order the guillotine set up in union Square. Do you follow me, Mr. Armitage?"
"Yes; to the very steps of the guillotine, Miss Claiborne. But the looting of the temples and the plundering35 of banks—if the thing is bound to be—I should like to share in the general joy. But I have an idea, Miss Claiborne," he exclaimed, as though with inspiration.
"Yes—you have an idea—"
"Let me be the man on horseback; and you might be—"
"Well, we should call you—"
He hesitated, and she wondered whether he would be bold enough to meet the issue offered by this turn of their nonsense.
"I seem to give your Majesty difficulty; the silence isn't flattering," she said mockingly; but she was conscious of a certain excitement as she walked the deck beside him.
"Oh, pardon me! The difficulty is only as to title—you would, of course, occupy the dais; but whether you should be queen or empress—that's the rub! If America is to be an empire, then of course you would be an empress. So there you are answered."
They passed laughingly on to the other phases of the matter in the whimsical vein37 that was natural in her, and to which he responded. They watched the lights of an east-bound steamer that was passing near. The exchange of rocket signals—that pretty and graceful38 parley39 between ships that pass in the night—interested them for a moment. Then the deck lights went out so suddenly it seemed that a dark curtain had descended40 and shut them in with the sea.
"Accident to the dynamo—we shall have the lights on in a moment!" shouted the deck officer, who stood near, talking to a passenger.
"Shall we go in?" asked Armitage.
"Yes, it is getting cold," replied Shirley.
For a moment they were quite alone on the dark deck, though they heard voices near at hand.
They were groping their way toward the main saloon, where they had left Mr. and Mrs. Claiborne, when Shirley was aware of some one lurking41 near. A figure seemed to be crouching42 close by, and she felt its furtive43 movements and knew that it had passed but remained a few feet away. Her hand on Armitage's arm tightened44.
"What is that?—there is some one following us," she said.
At the same moment Armitage, too, became aware of the presence of a stooping figure behind him. He stopped abruptly and faced about.
"Stand quite still, Miss Claiborne."
He peered about, and instantly, as though waiting for his voice, a tall figure rose not a yard from him and a long arm shot high above his head and descended swiftly. They were close to the rail, and a roll of the ship sent Armitage off his feet and away from his assailant. Shirley at the same moment threw out her hands, defensively or for support, and clutched the arm and shoulder of the man who had assailed45 Armitage. He had driven a knife at John Armitage, and was poising46 himself for another attempt when Shirley seized his arm. As he drew back a fold of his cloak still lay in Shirley's grasp, and she gave a sharp little cry as the figure, with a quick jerk, released the cloak and slipped away into the shadows. A moment later the lights were restored, and she saw Armitage regarding ruefully a long slit47 in the left arm of his ulster.
"Are you hurt? What has happened?" she demanded.
"It must have been a sea-serpent," he replied, laughing.
The deck officer regarded them curiously48 as they blinked in the glare of light, and asked whether anything was wrong. Armitage turned the matter off.
"I guess it was a sea-serpent," he said. "It bit a hole in my ulster, for which I am not grateful." Then in a lower tone to Shirley: "That was certainly a strange proceeding49. I am sorry you were startled; and I am under greatest obligations to you, Miss Claiborne. Why, you actually pulled the fellow away!"
"Oh, no," she returned lightly, but still breathing hard; "it was the instinct of self-preservation. I was unsteady on my feet for a moment, and sought something to take hold of. That pirate was the nearest thing, and I caught hold of his cloak; I'm sure it was a cloak, and that makes me sure he was a human villain50 of some sort. He didn't feel in the least like a sea-serpent. But some one tried to injure you—it is no jesting matter—"
"Some lunatic escaped from the steerage, probably. I shall report it to the officers."
"Yes, it should be reported," said Shirley.
"It was very strange. Why, the deck of the King Edward is the safest place in the world; but it's something to have had hold of a sea-serpent, or a pirate! I hope you will forgive me for bringing you into such an encounter; but if you hadn't caught his cloak—"
Armitage was uncomfortable, and anxious to allay51 her fears. The incident was by no means trivial, as he knew. Passengers on the great transatlantic steamers are safeguarded by every possible means; and the fact that he had been attacked in the few minutes that the deck lights had been out of order pointed52 to an espionage53 that was both close and daring. He was greatly surprised and more shaken than he wished Shirley to believe. The thing was disquieting54 enough, and it could not but impress her strangely that he, of all the persons on board, should have been the object of so unusual an assault. He was in the disagreeable plight55 of having subjected her to danger, and as they entered the brilliant saloon he freed himself of the ulster with its telltale gash56 and sought to minimize her impression of the incident.
Shirley did not refer to the matter again, but resolved to keep her own counsel. She felt that any one who would accept the one chance in a thousand of striking down an enemy on a steamer deck must be animated57 by very bitter hatred58. She knew that to speak of the affair to her father or brother would be to alarm them and prejudice them against John Armitage, about whom her brother, at least, had entertained doubts. And it is not reassuring59 as to a man of whom little or nothing is known that he is menaced by secret enemies.
The attack had found Armitage unprepared and off guard, but with swift reaction his wits were at work. He at once sought the purser and scrutinized60 every name on the passenger list. It was unlikely that a steerage passenger could reach the saloon deck unobserved; a second cabin passenger might do so, however, and he sought among the names in the second cabin list for a clue. He did not believe that Chauvenet or Durand had boarded the King Edward. He himself had made the boat only by a quick dash, and he had left those two gentlemen at Geneva with much to consider.
It was, however, quite within the probabilities that they would send some one to watch him, for the two men whom he had overheard in the dark house on the Boulevard Froissart were active and resourceful rascals61, he had no doubt. Whether they would be able to make anything of the cigarette case he had stupidly left behind he could not conjecture62; but the importance of recovering the packet he had cut from Chauvenet's coat was not a trifle that rogues63 of their caliber64 would ignore. There was, the purser said, a sick man in the second cabin, who had kept close to his berth65. The steward16 believed the man to be a continental66 of some sort, who spoke67 bad German. He had taken the boat at Liverpool, paid for his passage in gold, and, complaining of illness, retired68, evidently for the voyage. His name was Peter Ludovic, and the steward described him in detail.
"That will do," said Armitage, grinning at the ease with which he identified the man.
"You understand that it is wholly irregular for us to let such a matter pass without acting—" said the purser.
"It would serve no purpose, and might do harm. I will take the responsibility."
And John Armitage made a memorandum70 in his notebook:
"Zmai—; travels as Peter Ludovic."
Armitage carried the envelope which he had cut from Chauvenet's coat pinned into an inner pocket of his waistcoat, and since boarding the _King Edward _he had examined it twice daily to see that it was intact. The three red wax seals were in blank, replacing those of like size that had originally been affixed71 to the envelope; and at once after the attack on the dark deck he opened the packet and examined the papers—some half-dozen sheets of thin linen72, written in a clerk's clear hand in black ink. There had been no mistake in the matter; the packet which Chauvenet had purloined73 from the old prime minister at Vienna had come again into Armitage's hands. He was daily tempted74 to destroy it and cast it in bits to the sea winds; but he was deterred75 by the remembrance of his last interview with the old prime minister.
"Do something for Austria—something for the Empire." These phrases repeated themselves over and over again in his mind until they rose and fell with the cadence76 of the high, wavering voice of the Cardinal77 Archbishop of Vienna as he chanted the mass of requiem78 for Count Ferdinand von Stroebel.
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