Gerard was puzzled; he had long since ceased to be capable of horror at anything he saw done in connection with Rachel Davison.
He did not even feel sure that she had been arrested; for he knew by this time that she was, as she had said, quite capable of taking care of herself, and that, although it looked as if she were in charge of the policeman and a detective, she might yet succeed in escaping from their clutches.
But the amazement1 he felt on seeing her taken into the police-station, after she had been able to get out of the stores in safety, was so intense that he could do nothing but stare at the three figures as they disappeared into the police-station, and at the cab which had brought them as it stood waiting outside.
One very striking circumstance he noted3 as she disappeared from his sight. Her appearance had completely changed since he had seen her last, less than two hours ago.
When he had put her into the hansom outside the tea-shop and directed the driver to take her to Lady Jennings’ house, she had been dressed in pale blue, with a big hat of the deep color of a sapphire4. He[105] had noted this particularly, as he was struck with the taste of her dress and had vaguely5 wondered why other girls could not manage to look as well-dressed as she always did.
She had had no cloak with her, as she had left behind her, in the tea-shop, the handsome dark-blue mantle6, lined with the paler color, which he had himself taken to Lady Jennings’ for her.
Now, however, Miss Davison was wearing, not the big blue hat, but a small dark toque swathed round with one of those large gauze motor-veils which can be used as an effectual mask for the features.
And her figure was disguised as effectually as her face; for she wore a large black garment with voluminous sleeves, and as one side of it flew back when she ascended7 the steps to the police-station he noted that there was, fastened to the hem2, a square white price-ticket, indicating plainly that the mantle was new from some shop.
This incident seemed to him conclusive8 and stupefying.
After her narrow escape—if it was altogether an escape, which he did not yet know—of that afternoon, and after directing him to tell the cabman to take her home, Miss Davison would appear to have changed her mind, and to have immediately seized the opportunity of being alone to do a little more shop-lifting!
Reluctant as he was to come to this conclusion,[106] there seemed to be no other to come to. For he knew she had not been home, on the one hand, and yet she was wearing a different hat and mantle since he had last seen her!
As for any possibility that he could have been mistaken as to the identity of the lady in the brand-new cloak and the motor-veil, he knew there was none. Closely as she was wrapped up, Rachel had made far too deep an impression upon Gerard for him to fail to recognize not merely the figure, but the carriage and the walk, of the woman who had attracted him more than any other in the world.
He waited at a distance of a few yards to see what would happen.
There was a long pause, and then a policeman came out and spoke9 to the cabman and went into the police-station again.
Another pause, and then there came out from the police-station a group of people, among whom Gerard recognized two of the assistants from the stores, together with a man who looked like a manager, by his dress, his air of importance, and the deference10 paid him by the other two. There were also two women, one old and one young, whom he supposed to be two more assistants, and the bearded man whom Gerard had supposed to be a doctor.
One of the women was carrying the very toque and cloak which he had just seen Miss Davison wearing. This one was put by the rest into the cab which was[107] waiting, and driven away, while the rest of the party broke up into twos, and walked in the opposite direction from where Gerard was standing11.
There was another pause, and then a policeman came out from the station and whistled for a cab, and a four-wheeler drove up.
Gerard began to grow sick with anxiety, for he guessed that the next person he should see would be Miss Davison, and he wondered whether she would be alone again, or whether she would be in custody12.
But he was disappointed, for the next person to come out was the well-dressed, broad-shouldered young man whose back he had seen twice already, but whose face he had never yet contrived13 to see.
This man, still turning his back to Gerard, opened the door of the cab, and looked towards the police-station, out of which, a moment later, Rachel herself came, dressed once more in her own hat, and wearing her pale blue dress without any cloak. She ran quickly out and got into the cab, and the young man shut the door and remained for some minutes in earnest conversation with her, as he stood on the pavement.
Even then Gerard was unable to see his face; for the horse’s head was turned towards Gerard, so that the young man had to turn in the opposite direction to talk to Miss Davison, who was sitting alone in the cab.
Gerard wondered what had happened. She had[108] been made to give up the new hat and cloak which she had worn when she came to the police-station. Yet now she was allowed to go away, without escort, so that apparently14 she had not been made prisoner.
Suddenly and most illogically he was seized with frantic15 jealousy16 of the man beside the cab, whom he had at first taken for a detective, but whom he now began to think must be a friend who had interceded17 for her, and who had succeeded in getting her freedom.
Had he only become bail18 for her appearance? But in that case she would have been taken before a magistrate19 in the first place, he was aware; and he doubted whether there had been time for that, even if it had been possible to take her away by some back door, and bring her back to the police-station in the same way, which would surely not have been necessary if she had been allowed to go out on bail.
It was only one more of the many mysteries which surrounded Miss Davison like a network, and Gerard stared helplessly at her in the darkness which was now complete but for the light of the gas-lamps, which were not near enough to cast a light upon her face, the cab having stopped not exactly opposite to the police-station, but a few steps farther down the street.
When the man stepped back from the cab, raising his hat in farewell, Miss Davison’s face advanced a[109] little into the light, and Gerard was at last able to see her plainly. She looked haggard, fatigued20, and excited, and it was plain that she had just been through another harrowing experience.
Suddenly her expression changed to one of alarm, and he saw that she had recognized him.
Putting her head out of the window, she called to the driver, who had just started his horse, to stop, and beckoning21 imperiously to Gerard, waited at the cab-window for him to come up.
As he did so, he looked round for the other man, anxious to get a good look at him; but, in the moment when Gerard had been occupied with Miss Davison, the well-dressed man who never showed his face had disappeared.
Gerard came slowly to the cab-window, raised his hat in sullen22 silence, and waited for her to speak.
For a moment she appeared not to know what to say to him. Then, in a ferocious23 undertone, she said—
“You’ve been playing the spy!”
“Well, what if I have?”
She looked at him for a few moments, panting and angry, before she answered—
“You have no right to do it, no right at all. Do you think I haven’t troubles and cares enough, without your adding to them by this insulting persecution24?”
[110]He drew himself up.
“I can scarcely argue the point here,” he said coldly.
“Of course not. Let me see.” She paused, and looked as it were stealthily out of both windows. He wondered whether she was looking for the man who had been speaking to her a moment before, the man who had beckoned25 her out of the tea-shop; and his absurd jealousy was roused again. “You had better come with me as far as Lady Jennings’,” she said coldly; “then you will perhaps be satisfied that, for the present, at least, you have no further need to play the spy.”
For a moment he hesitated, and then he accepted the invitation. At any rate, he could warn her of Lilian’s visit, and of the message she had brought. Inconsistent and even unwarrantable as he felt his partisanship26 of this girl to be, he was glad of the opportunity of putting her on her guard against further dangers.
He got inside the cab, and seated himself opposite to her.
They drove in silence for some minutes; then she turned to him fiercely—
“What made you come here? Did you follow me all the way from the tea-shop?”
“No. The girl brought out your cloak, which you had left on a chair, and I took it to Lady Jennings’. There, of course, I found that you had not[111] come home, as you had said you were going to do.”
“I see. And what did you do next?”
She spoke with great irritation27, not unmixed with fear.
“I—I came this way.”
“But why? I know it can’t have been accidental, your coming to such a place as this.”
“It was not, of course. I came because I was interested in the shop-lifting affair that occurred at the stores this afternoon, and thought that the nearest police-station would be the place where I was most likely to get further information about it.”
“And did you?”
He hesitated.
“I saw you come,” he said presently, in a low voice; “and I saw the others. I saw—oh, why should I tell you? You know all about it. It’s horrible. Of course I know you are justified28 in saying it is no business of mine; but still I hate the thought of it all. And, besides, you may put it, if you like, that it is merely because I’m puzzled and curious, and want to understand it all. Why did you pretend you were going home, when you were coming here? Who was the man who beckoned you out of the tea-shop, and who spoke to you just now? I want to know all these things, and you may say it is merely curiosity, if you choose.”
Miss Davison was sitting back, closing her eyes[112] wearily, as if she scarcely heard and did not at all care what he was saying. When he had finished speaking she made no attempt to answer him, did not even open her eyes. There was a long pause. Then he said—
“Why don’t you answer my questions? Is it because you can’t, or because you don’t care what people think?”
“Why should I answer you? What right have you to question me? If I choose to say I am going home, you should be satisfied. And if you follow me, as you suppose, and find I have not gone home, you should shrug30 you shoulders, and tell yourself that it is no affair of yours. As for what you saw to-night, what did it amount to? You saw me go into the police-station—and you saw me go out of it. Is it absolutely necessary for me to report the fact to you, if I get my pocket picked?”
“Of course not. But—the change in your dress was singular!”
“I don’t think I’m called upon to explain that; but you can know if you like. I did not wish to be recognized, as I went in, and so I borrowed some clothes that, as I supposed, effectually disguised me.” She turned to him fiercely again. “Surely your ill-natured suspicions ought to be set at rest, since you saw that I came out as freely as I went in!”
[113]“I said nothing about suspicions; but I have something to tell you. I found your sister at Lady Jennings’ house, and she had come with a strange message.”
Foreseeing bad news of some kind, Miss Davison changed her languid, listless attitude, and sitting up, looked at him apprehensively31.
“Well, well, go on. Do you know what brought her?”
“Yes. I’m very sorry, very sorry indeed to have to worry you with more anxieties when you are tired. But you had better be prepared to find both your sister and Lady Jennings rather puzzled.”
“Oh, go on, go on,” said Miss Davison impatiently.
“It seems that a gentleman called at Richmond—at the school—yesterday, I think—”
He had got no further when he saw by the sudden change which came over her face that Miss Davison’s listlessness was entirely32 gone. She was alert, keen, desperately33 interested at once. He went on—
“This gentleman said he was an old friend of your father’s, and that he had been in the army himself. But the singular part of the visit was that he did not give his name.”
“Very singular, indeed,” said Miss Davison.
But though her outward tranquillity34 was perfect, it did not deceive Gerard.
“Miss Graham thought you and Lady Jennings ought to know about the visit, because he asked a[114] good many questions about you. He was, I understand, a man past middle age, with an upright figure and a perfectly35 white mustache.”
He saw at once that Miss Davison recognized the description, although she raised her eyebrows36 and said—
“Indeed! I suppose he was an old friend of my father’s, and that it was only a whim37 to hide his name. It’s absurd of Miss Graham to make so much fuss about the matter. If it had been anyone without any knowledge of us, who wanted to scrape acquaintance with Lilian, you may be sure he would have given some name, even if it had not been his own. People who have anything to be ashamed of don’t do eccentric things.”
The reasoning was admirable, and Gerard bowed his head in assent38. But for all of that he knew that the information had thrown Rachel into a state of deadly fear, and that she was worrying herself with a new and unexpected anxiety.
For a long time neither spoke, and it was not until the cab had turned into Sloane Street, and they were quite near to Lady Jennings’ house that Miss Davison turned suddenly to him again.
“You pretend to admire me, don’t you?” she asked sharply.
“No. I don’t pretend, Miss Davison.”
“Well, you admire me, and you take an interest in me, if only because you look upon me as a[115] thorough, if rather clumsy appropriator of other people’s property.”
“You have no right to say that. You know it’s not true.”
“Well, whatever your motive39 may be, I want you, in consideration of this admiration40, this interest, to make me a promise. Will you give me your word that you will cease this persecution of me, that you will take it for granted I have my own reasons for behaving as I do, and that, if I am a criminal, I shall be punished in due course, and justice will be satisfied? And will you, in addition to all this, promise me that you will say nothing to anybody about me or my doings, that you will try to consider me as unknown to you, that you will, in short, not only give up my acquaintance, but behave exactly as if I had never existed? Listen, Mr. Buckland. I know you to be an honorable man, and I believe you to be a chivalrous41 one. Won’t you, at my earnest request, leave justice to take its course upon me without your interference, and without your knowledge, and leave me to be dealt with in the natural course of things as I deserve?”
“Why don’t you explain? I’m sure you could if you wished. I won’t believe you are guilty of a course of despicable crimes—”
“It’s absolutely immaterial to me whether you believe that or not,” retorted Miss Davison, cutting him short with superb disdain42. “I don’t ask you to believe[116] I’m innocent: it’s not the adjective most applicable to me. All I ask is that you should leave me alone, and that, as you have seen that the police have their eye upon me, you should take it for granted that they know what I’m about, and that, when they have proof enough, they will arrest me, bring me to justice, and punish me as I deserve.”
“But I can’t believe this—I can’t believe the evidence of my own eyes!”
She laughed lightly, having quite recovered her self-possession, though she still looked pitifully pale and drawn43.
“Why not? I don’t wish you to believe anything else. Only—be quite sure that your eyes see aright, Mr. Buckland, and that you don’t sometimes see more than there is to be seen. Now we are at Lady Jennings’. Are you coming in?”
There was no invitation in her look or tone.
“No,” said Gerard shortly. “It is too late. Besides, I’ve been there already this evening.”
“And your promise?”
“I shall not give you any promise.”
He spoke with quiet resolution, but without menace of any sort.
Miss Davison looked grave.
“You mean to go on with this persecution? You mean to follow me about, to insult me by your suspicions—”
“You told me you did not care what I thought.[117] How then can any suspicions I may have be insulting?”
“Oh, don’t let us quibble,” said she impatiently. “I ask you to leave me alone. I wish to drop your acquaintance, but to do it amicably44 and without any ill-will. Or, if you won’t do that, I ask you to bring specific charges against me, or even to give information about me to the police.”
“Miss Davison!”
“Oh, I’m quite prepared for you to do that. Then I should have something definite to meet, I should understand your position. But that you, without any right to follow me about and persecute45 me, without any proof that I have ever done anything disgraceful or unlawful, should keep watch over my movements and spy upon my actions, should pay unexpected calls upon my friends and relations, and appear to be always at hand when anything unusual takes place in my family, I say it is infamous46, intolerable. I won’t put up with it, and I insist that you shall put an end to this persecution. Now—promise.”
“I refuse to promise,” said Gerard stubbornly.
The answer, though she might have expected it, seemed to disconcert her. She appeared to have thought that her determination, her cold, proud manner, her lofty indignation, would have had the effect of reducing him to submission47 to her will. To find him stubborn still surprised and perplexed48 her. They had[118] reached Lady Jennings’ house, and the cab stopped. Gerard got out. Then Miss Davison, instead of getting out immediately and sweeping49 past him haughtily50 into the house, as he was prepared for her to do, sat still a moment, and suddenly threw at him a glance in which he read a thousand things that in a moment altered the opinion of her which her words would have formed. Instead of looking fierce, indignant, cold, hard, angry, and disdainful, she involuntarily let him see in her beautiful dark eyes, just for one short moment, the look which belied51 all the rest, the look of womanly gratitude52 and satisfaction which told that, mysterious as was her conduct, persistently53 unreasonable54 as was her attitude, and incensed55 as she had appeared to be by his obstinacy56, she was at heart touched and melted by his pertinacious57 loyalty58.
Gerard started forward, but before he could speak, Miss Davison, recollecting59 herself, sprang out of the cab, and ran up the steps to the house without a word or a look of farewell.
Gerard watched her without daring to follow her, with his heart and brain on fire.
The door opened quickly, and she disappeared into the house, and the footman came out to pay the cabman. But Gerard had already done that, and begun to walk away.
He threw one glance up at the window of the dining-room as he went. The lights were lowered, and the blind was drawn up to let the cool night air in[119] through the open window. And between the curtains, standing immovable, he saw the figure of Miss Davison, and knew that she was watching him, and wondered what she was thinking.
Remembering that last look of hers, in which the soul of the woman, grateful for admiration, grateful for love, had seemed to shine out upon him, he could not help the belief that she was thinking—and thinking kindly—of him.
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