“This is indeed a pleasure, Miss Windom,” he said, with even more earnestness than the remark warranted.
“To me, Mr. Faraday,” the fair young girl replied, laughingly. “I have been longing2 for the time when I could return your visit of—of—when was it, Elna?”
“Such a long, long time ago,” responded her companion, mischievously3. “It was day before yesterday.”
“Only day before yesterday,” laughed Juanita Windom, with a shy glance at Cliff, who looked extremely self-conscious under the battery of such eyes. “Why, it seems months since you called at the house. And the dreadful adventure you had at the upper plaza4 when that horrid5 driver tried to rob you, and throw you down the cliff. It was in the papers yesterday. You must tell me all about it, Mr. Faraday.”
“I will be delighted——”
“Haw!”
The little group turned at the sound. The Englishman, monocle screwed tightly in his eye, was making a profound bow to Juanita.
“Haw! delighted, Miss Windom. Delighted to see you on board, don’t ye know. Beautiful—aw!—day; lovely weather, lovely girls, and you—aw!—the fairest of them all.”
“Haw!”
The exclamation6 did not come from the Briton, and he looked at Clif, finding that youth apparently7 engaged in the innocent occupation of arranging the strap8 of his cap.
Juanita and her friend repressed their laughter with difficulty.
“Haw! it must have been an echo, don’t ye know. Fawncy hearing one’s own voice when you didn’t speak. Deuced good joke, eh?”
And the Englishman burst into a hearty9 laugh. But there was something in it that did not ring true to Clif.
By skillful maneuvering10 Clif succeeded in bringing Juanita’s friend and J. Chesire-Cheshire Cate together, then he boldly walked off with the fair beauty of Lisbon.
“There is a splendid view of the river from the other side of the deck, Miss Windom,” he said, leading the way past the mainmast. “I fancied you did not care to remain with that gentleman,” he added, frankly11, when they were alone. “And, anyway, I wished to tell you all about my adventure of the day before yesterday.”
“And I am eager to hear it,” replied the girl. She continued gravely: “As for Mr. Cate, I do not like him. There is something about the man that repels12 me. He is a business acquaintance of father, and I met him while he was dining at our home.”
“A business acquaintance,” smiled Clif. “One would never connect business with—aw!—J. Chesire-Cheshire Cate, don’t ye know.”
Juanita laughed.
“It is not what you would call business exactly,” she replied. “Father is interested in pearls. It is a hobby and he has spent a long time and a great deal of money in collecting them. He has one of the largest collections in the world, I believe. This Mr. Cate is trying to complete a certain necklace, and he came all the way from London to see if father has one of the required size. He has, but I do not think he will part with it.”
“So that is the story of Mr. Cate, eh?” said Clif. “Well, we’ll talk on a more pleasant subject.”
“Tell me about your adventure with——”
She was interrupted by a commotion13 at the gangway. A splendidly equipped barge14, glittering with brass15 and polished wood, dashed alongside, and an officer fairly covered with gold lace ascended16 to the deck.
He was met by the executive officer and conducted to the cabin. A few minutes later he reappeared and was rowed ashore17.
Then orderlies ran here and there, officers hurried below, and a general air of excitement prevailed.
“Something is in the wind,” said Clif. “That officer brought an important message. Ah! there goes the boatswain’s mate to pass a call.”
A sturdy old sailor, with the insignia of a petty officer upon his sleeve, rolled to the vicinity of the mainmast and gave a long, shrill18 whistle, adding in a deep, salty voice that had been trained in many a gale19:
“A-a-all hands-s-s, dress ship! And st-stand by to man yards. Look lively!”
Like wildfire the word went along the deck:
“The king is coming on board!”
“I believe that is right,” Clif said to Juanita. “They are certainly excited enough. Well, I must leave you for a little while. Duty calls me up on one of those yards. Please do not go away until I see you again.”
“I am afraid I must,” the girl replied. “I promised to lunch with father in the city. I’ll stay a moment to see the king, though. By the way, Mr. Faraday, father would be pleased to have you call at the house this evening if you come ashore.”
“And you?” asked the lad, softly.
“What a question!” murmured Juanita, her eyes falling under his ardent20 gaze. “Why, I—I—that is—my father’s wish is law, you know. I must coincide with what he says.”
“No, that is not enough,” persisted Clif.
“Well, if you insist,” laughed the girl, “I’ll say——”
“Haw! here you are, my dear Miss Windom. Ha! ha! you quite escaped us. Deuced cruel of you, don’t ye know.”
The Englishman sauntered up, twirling his monocle in an affected21 manner. Turning to Clif, he added:
“What’s the row, dear boy? Are you going to bombard the blooming town?”
“No,” shortly replied Faraday. “The king is coming on board.”
The effect of this commonplace announcement upon the Englishman was remarkable22.
He started as if struck; his face became ashen23 in color, and he appeared to breathe with difficulty.
“What is the matter?” asked Clif, startled. “Are you ill?”
“No—no, a little attack, that’s all, don’t ye know,” replied Cate, recovering himself with an effort. Another moment and he had regained24 his usual composure.
“Haw! bah Jove, Richard is himself again,” he drawled, carefully adjusting his eyeglass. “So his royal highness is coming aboard? I’ll be glad to—aw—meet him, don’t ye know.”
“And so will he be glad to meet you—not,” replied the cadet, the last word sotto voce.
With a low bow and a smile to Juanita, he hurried away to his station.
The two girls strolled to the other side of the quarter-deck as if unconscious of the Englishman’s presence.
Once alone, the latter’s face again took on that hunted expression noticed by Clif. He leaned against one of the broadside guns and stared absently through the port.
“It is fate,” he muttered; “grim fate. It is ordered and must be done. It’s a pity, too. The other chance was so good. Just think of it; strings25 of them, and each worth a fortune. And the girl, too. If I had the opportunity and that cub26 of a boy was out of the way—but what’s the use of dreaming? Duty first, then pleasure. Yes, pleasure, if”—he laughed mirthlessly—“if I live to enjoy it.”
A shrill piping of the boatswain’s whistle interrupted his soliloquy, and he turned to see a rainbow of gay bunting flaunt27 bravely from a line stretched over the three mast trucks.
Some one near him pointed28 in the direction of the shore, and exclaimed that the king was putting off in the royal barge.
There was a rush for the side, but J. Chesire-Cheshire Cate remained in his former position, the expression upon his face becoming more and more pronounced.
In the meantime Clif had joined the other cadets in the work of preparing the ship for the royal visitor.
Being a plebe, Clif’s duty did not carry him above the deck, but he found plenty to do elsewhere.
Shortly after he left Juanita the crew were called to quarters. Each cadet hurried to his station at one of the guns and stood at attention with military precision.
A moment later the saluting29 battery opened fire and thundered forth30 the national salute31 of twenty-one guns.
The sulphurous vapor32 from the last discharge had barely lifted above the hammock netting when the cannon33 in the fort ashore began.
The distant booming of artillery34, the smoke enshrouding the old practice ship, the scores of bright flags fluttering from the masts, and the silent groups of uniformed men and cadets lined up on each side of the snowy decks formed an inspiriting scene—one to tarry long in the memory.
From where he stood Faraday could see the visitors grouped on the port side of the deck. He managed to catch a fleeting36 gleam from Juanita’s sparkling eyes, then his gaze wandered to a figure clad in the loudest of loud English checks.
It was J. Chesire-Cheshire Cate.
The doughty37 Briton had dropped his eyeglass and was staring eagerly toward the gangway. To Clif, who was not more than fifteen feet away, his face seemed absolutely transfigured.
He no longer wore the vacuous38, simpering expression, but into his face had crept an air of desperate determination so intense that Clif marveled at the sight.
“I say, Trolley,” he whispered to the Japanese youth, who stood next to him, “just look at that blooming Englishman.”
“He sick?”
“No, but he seems greatly excited. That fellow is a mystery to me. I thought at first he was an empty-headed dude, but, by George, I believe he is playing a part.”
“I don’t know,” replied Clif, “but I’ll keep my eyes on him just the same.”
“It’s a case of jealousy,” he said. “Clif doesn’t like the way he is hanging around Miss Windom.”
Faraday laughed easily.
“If you knew her you would see the ridiculousness of your remark,” he retorted. “She——”
“Silence there,” sharply called out the gun captain. “Attention!”
There was a rattle41 of drums, a blare of bugles42, then a stout43, dark-featured man with a heavy, curled mustache and a full sweeping44 beard stepped down from the gangway.
The side was manned by a number of officers who raised their caps in a salute as the visitor passed them.
It was Dom Carlos the First, King of Portugal.
He was accompanied by a gayly uniformed suite45 composed of naval46 and military officers, but he, himself, was attired47 in simple civilian48 clothes.
Captain Brookes, at the head of his staff, advanced to meet the royal visitor. Bowing profoundly he uttered a few words of welcome and led the way toward the cabin.
Clif, after one quick glance at the king, again turned his attention to Cate, the Englishman.
The fellow had stepped back, crouching49 behind the group of absorbed spectators, but his face was plainly visible.
The expression of implacable hatred50 upon it sent a flood of light through Clif’s mind, and he involuntarily advanced a pace from the gun.
“Get back there,” came sternly from the petty officer in charge. “What do you mean by——”
He stepped back aghast.
There was a sharp cry, a shrill note of warning, then a clamor of excited voices sounded through the ship.
A figure clad in cadet blue was seen to leave the after starboard gun and with one great leap reach the side of Dom Carlos.
It was Clif!
At the same moment a man, who had bounded from among the spectators, sprang upon the king.
There was a glitter of steel, then as the threatened monarch51 staggered back to avoid the blow, a pair of little arms were thrown about the would-be assassin’s body!
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