This was a vast expanse of real sand, covering several acres, and bounded on all sides by painted scenery of tropical sky and arid3 rocks, and occasional cities, and one or two pyramids. Here and there was an oasis4 of palms with real grass and real trees and real water, and with spotlessly white supper tents erected5 for the accommodation of gay parties. Caravans6 of camels and horses and donkeys took bands of pleasure-seekers from oasis to oasis, or into the desert itself, to dine at one of the Bedouin encampments. For entertainment, there were mirages7, skilfully9 managed with magic-lanterns, and forays of wild Arabs. Story-tellers relating the "Arabian Nights" could be hired, singers could be obtained, dancing girls could be engaged, and eastern fortune-tellers were frequently employed to read the future by means of sand diagrams. It was all very new and very amusing, and very fantastical, so it was little wonder that the Shah's Rooms were crowded nightly. They would be deserted10 when the novelty wore off, but just now fashionable London was delighted with a sham11 life in a sham East.
Anthony and Clarice arrived about nine o'clock, and went at once to the great dancing saloon, where a masked ball was in progress. Clarice had again assumed Ferdy's evening dress, and Ackworth was astonished to see how closely she resembled her brother, when tricked out in masculine attire12. As Anthony knew much more of the ways and means of midnight London than was good for him, he had taken Clarice to a costumier's shop in Drury Lane, and there they had procured13 the necessary dominos for their adventure. That of Ackworth was merely one of black silk, plain and unpretentious, but Clarice wore a red cloak with a bunch of loose white ribbons on the breast, so that Osip might recognise her. Gazing at the dancers and dresses, the two looked vainly for the purple domino with gold stars, but such a costume was nowhere to be seen. Then Clarice reminded her companion that the meeting was to take place in the Desert, so hither they bent14 their steps, and, pending15 the arrival of Osip, they partook of a hasty supper. Both were hungry, for the hurry of getting up from the country had left them no time to eat.
"What am I to do when Osip comes for you?" asked Anthony.
"Remain here," answered Clarice, looking round. "I won't go out of sight, I promise you."
"If you do, I shall follow," said Ackworth, resolutely16. "I am not going to let you remain alone with a known murderer. And I have brought this!"
Clarice looked sideways, and saw that he was holding a heavy army revolver under the folds of his domino. "You won't require to use it," she said, hastily. "If Osip means anything by asking for this meeting with Ferdy, it is, that he wishes to escape. He will, therefore, not try to hurt me in any way."
"You can't trust such a scoundrel," said Ackworth, quietly, "and if you go out of sight I follow--remember that."
They were seated under a tent on the extreme verge17 of the Desert, and between them was a small Turkish table, upon which stood a tray heaped with Eastern food. When the coffee came it was close upon ten o'clock, and Anthony lighted a cigarette; also he offered one to Clarice, who took it, smiling.
"I thought you did not like me to smoke?" she said.
"Nor do I. But you must keep up your character of Ferdy, and he is rarely without a cigarette in his mouth. Look at the mirage8."
It was extremely pretty, for on the far horizon, out of the air seemingly, grew a delicate ethereal vision of spires18 and temples and embattled walls, all white and glorious against a blue sky, quivering with heat. But Clarice was too restless to be tempted19 with such pleasures, and walked out of the tent, while Ackworth settled with the Arab attendant. Here and there she looked in vain for the purple domino, but could see no sign. The Desert was filling rapidly, and there was much laughter and much talking. Camels paced about in a stately manner, the troupes20 of Bedouins were performing their raids and displaying wonderful horsemanship, and from the near tents came the chatter21 of merry people, enjoying the unaccustomed food. Shortly Anthony, adjusting his mask, joined her, and they stood watching for the coming of the man who was so ardently22 wanted by the police. In a few minutes Ackworth touched Clarice's arm, and drew her attention silently to a couple of men in evening dress, and unmasked, who were walking towards an oasis some distance away. Clarice nearly betrayed herself by a feminine scream of surprise, when she beheld23 Sir Daniel Jerce arm in arm with Barras, the lawyer.
"What does that mean?" she asked, in a low, astonished voice.
Anthony shrugged24 his square shoulders. "There's nothing remarkable25 about that," he said, lightly. "Jerce, I suppose, feels the need of a little excitement after his hard work, so comes here."
"It's not the kind of place I should expect him to visit," said Miss Baird, staring after the retreating figures; "and with Mr. Barras, too, who is the driest and most uninteresting of men. I should not have thought that he would go in for amusement of any kind."
"Humph! Barras, like Jerce, may have two sides to his character."
"The sides we don't know of, scarcely seem to be respectable," retorted the girl, who felt uneasy at the sight of the two men. "I wish you would follow them, Anthony," she added, as Jerce and his companion entered the central oasis, "and learn why they are here."
"I don't see what good that would do, my dear. Besides, I wish to keep an eye on you and Osip."
Anthony glanced at his watch. "It wants two minutes to ten," he remarked, quickly. "We had better go to the Omar Khayyám palm."
"I go alone," said Clarice, hastily. "If he"--she did not mention the name--"sees me with you, he won't address me. Where is the palm you speak of?"
"In the central oasis," said Ackworth, pointing; "see--the golden palm on the verge. But don't disappear into the oasis, Clarice, or I'll come after you. Get that chap to converse27 where I can see you from this tent. I'll smoke and have a drink, and keep an eye on you both."
Clarice nodded, and, leaving Anthony to re-seat himself at the Turkish table, she walked slowly towards the golden palm, which was some distance away. It was an artificial tree of gigantic height, and nearly touched the glass roof which shut in the fairy Desert. Under it she saw already waiting a man clothed in a purple domino glittering with gold stars. He stood smoking a cigar, and gazed at the mirage, now enveloped28 in rosy29 colours.
The man wheeled quickly, and looked searchingly at her. "A red domino with a white favour," he said, softly. "Will you please remove your mask, Mr. Baird?"
Anticipating this, the girl had already loosened the strings31, and the next moment Osip--if it was Osip--found himself staring into the face of the individual he took to be Ferdy. As he gave a nod of satisfaction, Clarice spoke32 to him in her turn. "Will you now remove your mask?" she asked, replacing her own.
The man glanced round, and seeing that no one was sufficiently33 near to examine him closely, he slipped off his mask. Clarice beheld a thin face woefully scarred, especially on the cheeks. The criss-cross mark had been entirely34 obliterated35, and no one, at a casual glance, would have recognised Osip as he had been. It did great credit to Mrs. Dumps' powers of observation that she had so rapidly guessed--and on the stage, too--that the acrobat36 who played the chrysalis was the assassin so anxiously sought for.
"Are you satisfied?" asked Osip, replacing his mask.
"I suppose you are the man," said Clarice, trying to appear calm, but shivering a little as she thought of what her companion had done, "only I don't know you by sight, remember."
"Didn't Mrs. Dumps tell you last night?"
"Yes. But how she recognised you without the criss-cross mark I cannot say," replied Clarice, quietly.
"Oh, trust a woman to jump to conclusions," said Osip, coolly. "It might have been my lean figure, or the shape of my head, or my general air, that she knew me by. But I certainly congratulate Mrs. Dumps on her cleverness. But you are wrong in saying that you do not know me by sight. You saw me in the High Street of Crumel."
Clarice suddenly recollected37 that Ferdy had noticed the man in grey, and had told Jerce about him. "It was only a passing glance," she protested. "I should never have remembered you."
"Ah, you are not a woman," said Osip, thoroughly38 imposed upon by her disguise and manly39 bearing. "But we cannot speak here; someone might overhear, and I have to be careful," he ended with a slight laugh.
"Why do you do that?" asked Osip, suddenly and curiously41. "Granted that I am--what I am. Are you any better, Mr. Baird?"
Clarice felt as though cold water was running through her veins42. "What do you mean?" she faltered43.
"I think you know what I mean," retorted Osip, "but we will camp in the Desert, where there will be a wide space round us, and no one can come within ear-shot without being seen. Come."
He led the way towards the sandy track, beckoning44 to a picturesquely45 attired46 waiter to follow. Clarice cast a look in the direction of Anthony, who was watching at his tent door, and followed. In a short space of time, the sham Arab attendant--he was a Bavarian--had spread a carpet, and had arranged pillows. He also placed a Turkish stool in the middle, and waited for orders. The scarred man reclined on one set of pillows, and signalled to Clarice that she should recline on the other, which she did. "Will you have some Turkish coffee and a narghile?" he asked; "we must be strictly47 Eastern here, you know."
Clarice accepted, although she secretly doubted if she could smoke a narghile, and shortly the attendant brought them what was wanted. Then he went away, and Miss Baird found herself smoking and drinking in company with a scoundrel who had killed eight people. She shivered again, as the waiter retreated, and they were left comparatively alone. Osip noticed it.
"Oh, then, like doesn't draw to like. I should think after what you have done, Mr. Baird, you would be less scrupulous50."
"You dare to accuse me of murdering--"
"Ta! Ta! Ta! Don't let us have any heroics, please. Do you think that if I did not hold your life in my hand I would risk being here with you, and so running the chance of capture. We are in the same boat, Mr. Baird, and if I am hanged for murder, you will swing beside me, I promise you."
It took all Clarice's self-control to keep herself quiet. After all, Ferdy really was guilty of murder, and she had only to learn how he had contrived51 to escape from the locked room. Osip apparently52 knew all about it, and she impatiently awaited his recital53. But had she not been masked, he would have observed the pallor of her face, and perhaps his suspicions would have been aroused. As it was, he quite believed her to be her brother, and talked on leisurely54. Owing to their solitary55 position, no one could approach within hearing distance, without being seen by the watchful56 Osip.
"Of course I know why you did murder him," said Osip, in a low and rapid voice, "that is, you were coerced57. But what power has Jerce over you to make you commit such a crime?"
"Jerce!" Clarice dropped the snaky twist of her narghile. This was the last name she expected to hear.
"Yes," snapped Osip, imperiously. "Oh, you needn't try to hide his doings. Ever since Frank Clarke betrayed me on his death-bed--the scoundrel--I have been watching Jerce."
Osip raised himself angrily on his elbow. "You will pretend ignorance," he said, sharply, "when you know quite well that Frank Clarke gave Jerce the gold box containing the stamp. I searched Jerce to find it, and he had not got it on him. I did not know what had become of it, but now I am certain that he gave the stamp to you, so that you might impress the Purple Fern on Horran's forehead, and so make the police believe your murder was of a piece with the other crimes."
"You are quite wrong," said Clarice, keeping her nerves in a wonderful manner, considering the terrible communication. "The gold box was found on the terrace, where you had dropped it."
"I did not drop it. Jerce must have guessed why I was searching him, and have flung it aside. Where is the gold box now?"
"Jerce took it to Scotland Yard."
"I--I don't know where it is. It was not in the box?"
"No. Jerce had removed it previously60, and had given it to you. What a fool he was to carry the box about with him. When did he give the stamp to you?"
"He never did."
"What's the use of denying things?" cried Osip, angrily, and striking with his clenched61 fist on the table. "You were seen in Horran's bedroom, after two o'clock in the morning, impressing the Purple Fern on the body of your victim; and that was after Clarke had fled, Mr. Baird. I expect just as you killed Horran you heard Clarke coming, and so concealed62 yourself. When the parson went away, afraid lest he should be accused, you, no doubt, came out from your hiding-place and stamped the forehead. Then you returned to your own room, and pretended innocence63."
"Who told you this?"
"Zara Dumps told me. After last night, she knew who I was, as her mother told her. I went to her rooms to-day, and she wanted to have me arrested. But I told her that I would accuse her of killing64 Horran, for I knew that she accused Clarke, and had been near The Laurels65 about the time of the murder."
"How did you know that?"
"I learned it from Clarke himself. Yes! I went down secretly and in disguise to Crumel after the murder, to learn what had become of the stamp, and saw Clarke. He could not denounce me, as I told him that his son Frank was concerned in the murders with me. Zara not only told Prudence66, so as to break off the marriage with you, but she also told Clarke himself. When I learned that Zara had been near the house at the time of the crime, I saw her to-day, and made her confess."
"She only saw Clarke," said Clarice, bravely. "She never told me that she had seen me. I saw her last night."
"Zara told you as much as she thought proper," said Osip, in sharp tones, "but I made her confess the rest. After Clarke had gone away she stole up to the window and saw you, and what you were doing. I think also," added Osip, scathingly, "that she mentioned how you had concealed the stamp."
"She did?" muttered Clarice, wondering if Zara had betrayed her disguise. But Osip's next words reassured67 her.
"Of course she did. You wanted to get out of marrying her, and she was forced to make use of her knowledge to make you consent. I understand how she coerced you; but how did Jerce?"
"He did not."
"Yes, he did. You never murdered Horran of your own free will. Jerce wanted money, I suppose?"
"Jerce has plenty of money."
"No doubt. He earns a lot, and he borrows a lot, and he steals a lot, Mr. Baird. Why do you try to stand up for Jerce? I have been watching him for weeks, and I have been making enquiries in all sorts of quarters. I know much that goes on, owing to the faculties68 I have, for discovering things people would rather were kept quiet. Jerce, to the world, is a genial69 philanthropist, and a famous physician. But you know, as I know, that he is one of the fastest men in London, and a complete scoundrel, and under the rose has spent no end of money on worthless women. His pretended visits to Whitechapel were all bosh. He really went on the spree. I wonder he has not been found out long ago. You must have found him out, living in the same house with him, Mr. Baird. Did Jerce make you murder Horran, or did Barras?"
"Barras?" said Clarice, still more surprised, and wondering how much of this was true. The whole story seemed too terrible to be believed.
"Barras is quite as bad as Jerce, as I happen to know. I am going to see that lawyer, and utilise my knowledge of his shady doings, to make him part, Mr. Baird. England is getting too hot for me, so I intend to leave the country. But Barras and Jerce are in league in some way. Barras is Horran's lawyer, so their league may have something to do with the property."
"Perhaps it has," murmured Clarice, white as a corpse70 under her mask. She felt that it would be impossible to sustain her manly character much longer under these accumulated horrors.
"Pah!" said Osip, scornfully, as he rose to his feet. "What is the use of pretending? You know everything, as I do. I don't care if you did murder Horran, as I commit murders myself, and have a fellow-feeling for such daring. In fact, I rather admire you, Mr. Baird, and if I could remain in England I should propose a partnership71, since my partners are dead. There's heaps of money to be made with the Purple Fern yet, you know."
"What a villain you are!" cried Clarice, involuntarily.
"Pooh! You say that because you are new to the criminal business. I am no more a villain than a swindling stockbroker72 in the city, or one of your pious73, chapel-going hypocrites who sweat those they employ. You must get rid of your conscience, if you want to succeed, Mr. Baird, although I admit that you have made an excellent start. It was a clever idea to use the Purple Fern stamp, to shift the murder of Horran on to my shoulders. I know that I am accused, but you know that I am innocent."
"Of this crime, perhaps, but not of others."
"Of four others," said Osip, politely. "I murdered four people, Clarke murdered one, and our third partner, who was hanged, poor chap, killed the remaining two. I invented the Purple Fern Murder Syndicate, so I had to do most of the work."
"Stop! Stop!"
"No. I must try and harden you, as I have taken a fancy to you, for your boldness and for your cleverness in using the stamp to implicate74 me. It's a pity we can't start the Syndicate again, with you and Jerce and Barras. Upon my word," said Osip, musingly75, and lighting76 a cigar, "it would be a splendid idea, and no one would suspect. We made heaps of money, you know, Mr. Baird. Some of the people we killed were put out of the way by the desire of relatives, who paid very largely for the crimes. I have saved money myself, but have not enough. Clarke--or Exton, as he called himself--was a spendthrift, and indulged in swagger things. You remember the gold box--a neat design, but risky77, wasn't it? Clarke's idea--poor ass2."
"And the stationery78?" asked Clarice, recollecting79 the superfine paper upon which the letters had been written.
"Clarke's also, but I rather approved of that, as I like to do things neatly80. Of course, you saw the stamped fern I sent to your guardian81, Mr. Baird. It was a hint that he should look out, as I guessed that Jerce, having the stamp, intended business. I also sent the letter to Ackworth, forbidding him to marry your sister, unless he wanted to see you in the dock."
"Why did you do that?"
"I wanted to make Miss Baird--your sister--think that Jerce was mixed up with the Purple Fern business, as I guessed that she would recognise the paper of the stamped fern and the paper of my letter to Ackworth to be the same. You see, I have been trying all along to get at Jerce, and learn why he wished Horran killed, and how he managed to make use of you. Besides, I want money. Jerce has money, and so has Barras. I will get large sums from both, as soon as I can prove that they are mixed up with Horran's murder. You committed it, so you must confess all. If you don't, I'll leave England, but before leaving I'll send a note to Scotland Yard telling the truth. Then both you and Zara will be arrested."
"She is innocent, as I am."
"Oh, she is innocent, of course," said Osip, easily, "but I dare say the police can build up a case against her, since she was near the scene of the crime, and practically saw you commit the murder. She could be brought in as an accomplice82 after the fact, you know."
"Did she--did she-see me--commit the crime?" stammered83 Clarice, hoarsely84. "Well, no; but she saw you stamp the corpse, and--"
"Stop! for heaven's sake stop!" cried the girl, and, sick with fear for her miserable85 brother, she fell forward on the Turkish table, and on her outstretched arms, not insensible, but nearly so. By this time the Desert was crowded with people, and many were wandering aimlessly here and there near at hand. Camels were grunting86, mules87 squealing88, Arabs shrieking89, nautch-girls were dancing, and the busy, glittering life of pleasure hummed everywhere with feverish90 persistency91. Osip, rather amazed at what he took to be Baird's unmanly weakness, was about to stoop and raise "him," when he saw Ackworth running rapidly forward. He did not know the soldier, but saw that some man was bearing straight down on him. "A trap--a trap," said Osip, with a glare at Clarice, and she overheard.
"Damn!" breathed Osip, thoroughly taken aback, and casting one fearful look around at the people, whose attention was now attracted, he slipped away amongst the crowd. Anthony raced up, breathless.
"What has he done? Let me give the alarm. He must be----"
Clarice clutched his arm desperately93, and raised herself to her feet. "No, no! for my sake--for Ferdy's--for--" and then she fainted in earnest.
"The heat--the heat," said Ackworth, sharply, to an officious attendant. "My friend--ill-health--delicate boy. I'll look after him. Get out, clear the way, damn you."
And the crowd, accepting the natural excuse, fell back.
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86 grunting | |
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