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CHAPTER Vlll—Continued
—13 —
I wondered how Helena was faring.
I had handed her over to Rachel, her
self again; but we had arranged no
meeting and she had not so'much as
spoken, except to bld me good night
and advise me to bar my door.
I began to see the secret of Pha
raoh’s success. Once it was known that
to call his bluff was fatal, the man
could win game after game with the
acme of ease. This knowledge had be
come his bulwark —“Cross Pharaoh
and die.” His defense was attack —
always. So long as life was worth liv
ing, it was not worth crossing Pha
raoh, no matter how high the reward.
Some one was knocking—tapping,
but not on the door.
As I started up, the sound ceased.
It had come from the direction of
the bathroom. Perhaps, if I waited —
The tapping began again.
For a moment I stood still, listen
ing. And then I was proving the pan
eling close to the bathroom door. The
sound came from behind the wood
work.
In vain I sought for some handle,
while little bursts of tapping demand
ed an answer that I was not ready to
give.
Suddenly I thought of the bathroom.
This, like the bedroom, was paneled,
and there, sure enough, a key was de
claring a cupboard sunk in the wall.
The moment I opened this, I knew
that some one beneath it was knock
ing upon its floor.
I saw the bolts of a trap which was
sunk in the floor of the cupboard six
feet from the door.
In an instant I had it open, there
was a curling staircase of polished
oak and Helena, wrapped in a dress
ing gown, sitting on one of the stairs.
Beside her was standing Sabre, fairly
snuffing excitement and ready to leap.
The sight of him made me wonder
where he had been. I had not set eyes
on the dog for more than two hours.
“Thank God," says Helena. “I
thought you must be asleep. And now
take Sabre, my dear, and tell him to
watch your door. And then come
down.”
The watch was soon set, for Sabre
was very wise, and thirty seconds
later I entered my lady’s room.
She pointed to a table, standing
close to the hearth, laid for one only,
but bearing enough for three.
“Open the wine, my darling. I’ll cut
the chicken up.”
“We mustn't eat much,” I whispered.
“If we do, they’ll know I’ve been here.”
“Let them know,” said Helena,
quickly. “What do I care? What does
it matter, John? What does anything
matter now?"
I shook my head.
“This matters, Nell. Compared with
this, the forester’s cottage and all was
a Sunday School show. Don’t think
I’m prudish. I’m not. I’m only too
glad of a good excuse to be here. You
see, I’m a man, and I love you—from
throat to foot. But no one must ever
know it. If we stood on the steps of
a scaffold, I'd say the same.”
I saw her fingers tighten about the
stem of her glass.
“You’re right,” she said. “I’m getting
my values wrong. Never mind. Sabre
can cover your tracks. I'll leave a
plate on the floor and they’ll think I
gave him a meal."
Absurdly enough, this arrangement
comforted me. The fragments of pro
priety that remained were scarcely
worth taking up, all the same.
So we broke our fast together and
shared her glass.
For five minutes we smoked In si
lence, regarding the leaping flames.
I threw down my cigarette and got
to my feet.
“Interlude,” I said quietly. “And
now, if you please, my darling, I want
you to go to bed. We’ve got a hard
day coming and we’ve left a hard day
behind. It's no good our talking to
night. I shall be on the ramparts at
nine, but I hope that you won't ap
pear till eleven o’clock."
She did not seem to hear me, but
after a moment or two she rose to
her feet.
“John,” she said, “do you love me?”
I caught her hand and put it up to
my lips.
“You know that I love you,” I said,
“far more than life.”
“I wonder,” she said. “That’s ter
ribly easy to say.”
“Why, Nell, what’s the matter?” I
whispered.
She shook her beautiful head.
"Nothing’s the matter. I only won
dered. . . . You see, I love you—blind
ly. There’s nothing else in my world.
Reputation. Yorick, Valentine — com
pared with you they’re so many idle
words. And I naturally can’t help
wondering whether you love me as
much. It doesn't matter, you know.
I neither ask nor expect It. But some
times I wonder, my darling, whether
you do.”
“Give me your hands,” I said, “your
beautiful hands.” She dropped her cig
arette and gave me her other hand.
“And now your eyes.” She lifted her
gaze to mine. “I can't define the word
‘love,’ but when you look troubled,
Nell, it tears my heart. Pharaoh’s get
ting at you through me—we both know
that. Well, I can't curse the day I met
you, but I wish to God that he'd got
me at Annabel, Nell—that day when
Rush Jogged his arm, and he hit the
mirror instead." ■
Her arms were about my neck, and
her breath on my lips.
“No, no. Take It back. Don’t say
such terrible things. Oh, John, my
precious, my darling." For a moment
she clung to me desperately. Then she
snatched a note from her pocket and
thrust it into my hand. “You say you
love me. Then take this note to your
cousin and save me from something
that frightens me more than death.
You can go by the footbridge and tun
nel—that key I gave to Florin was
Valentine’s master key. But you must
go before it’s light. If you’re seen
coming back It won’t matter —because
you’ll be coming back.”
“But, Nell, how can I? I'm on parole,
my darling. We’ve passed our word.”
“How could I help it? I was faint
ing. For more than a minute my head
had been going round. And who have
I passed it to? To a fiend —a butcher,
that’s trying to smash my life. And
how am I breaking my w’ord? Listen.
This note’s to warn your cousin that
Valentine must not return. We never
told Barley to keep him, so when he
comes to they’ll naturally let him go.”
“It’s ‘taking action,’ Nell. You swore
you wouldn’t do that.”
“If you love me, you’ll do it, John.
Call it breaking my word, if you please,
and think the less of me for it—but
do as I say. I haven’t mentioned Pha-
I Saw Her Fingers Tighten About
the Stem of Her Glass.
raoh. I haven’t breathed a word of the
plight we’re in. But if it comes out
that I laid hands on my brother
well, I’ll just be ruined for life. Open
the note and read it. Here —give it
to me.”
She seized it and tore it open. “Lis
ten to this:
“Keep Valentine with you. Use any
violence you like. He must not return
to the castle, and no one on earth must
know that he is with you. Don't fail
me."
“But why write to Geoffrey, Nell?
I could tell Barley to tell him, and—”
“No, no. You don’t understand. It’s
too serious for that. I don’t think you
know what I’ve done in abducting the
Count. You must give this note to your
cousin—into his hands.”
“But, Nell, that’s out of the ques
tion. Geoffrey won’t be back till seven
o’clock.”
“What does that matter, John?
We’re free till noon." She stuffed the
sheet into its envelope and thrust
this again upon me. “Take it, I beg
and pray you, and give it into his hand.
You talk of my reputation, in this
affair far more than my name is at
stake. If they knew what I’d done, my
own servants would use me as a leper;
they all took the oath that I took,
and it’s never been broken, John, since
Yorick was built. I had to do it, John
—you know that I had; but if anydne
ever finds out, there’s an end of me.”
“Pharaoh knows, my darling.”
“What can he prove? Nothing. But
if Valentine and he get together, I
haven't a chance. And Pharaoh would
be on to Mona within the hour.”
“All right,” I said, “I’ll take it.
But—”
“Thank God, my darling.” She threw
herself into my arms. “Now I do know
that you love me. Don’t think I don’t
know what I’m asking.”
She brushed my cheek with her lips
and threw back her head. “Ask what
you like of me after—l’ll give It with
all my heart. We’ll live or die together
—just as you say. But we're going to
live —I know it.”
“God help me,” said I. “I’ll do it.
But why I must wait for Geoffrey—
why I must stand and watch while
he reads your note —”
“To bring me back his promise. Un
til I know that he’s read It, I shan’t
know a moment's peace. Oh, John, my
dear, I've got so much to carry.”
“Very well, my beauty. I’ll go at
once."
I hastened back to my bedroom and
dressed as fast as I could. Gingerly
feeling my wound, I remembered Hel
ena's promise to send a horse for me to
the mouth of the entrance drive. She
had, of course, no Idea that Dewdrop
had stabbed me so deep. Perhaps if
I stood in my stirrups—
Before I left the chamber, I drew
the bolts of the door. Then I took
Sabre and made for the polished stair.
Twenty minutes later I fought my
way out of the bushes that were mask
ing the tunnel's mouth.
Something at least I was spared, for
Geoffrey drove up to the inn five min
utes before his time
“Well. I’m damned,” he said. “And
where the deuce have you been?”
“I'll tell you later,” said I, and put
the note into his hand. “And now
come out of that car. I’ve got to get
back.”
“Get back where?” said Geoffrey.
“I’ll tell you later,” said I. “You
read that note."
My cousin stared. Then he drew out
the sheet of paper and read the mes
sage it bore. When he had done, he
looked me full in the eye.
“You shouldn’t have opened it, should
you?”
It was my turn to stare.
“As a matter of fact, I didn’t. She
sealed it before I came down —in. Then
she broke it open and read it to me
herself.”
Geoffrey fingered his chin.
“Well, you can’t go like this,” he
said, getting out of the car. “I mean—”
“Geoffrey," I said, “believe me, I
must get back. I’il get Into touch again
as soon as ever I can, but, however
strange you find it, I can’t wait now.”
“Only one moment,” said Geoffrey,
taking my arm.
Despite my protests he haled me up
the steps and into the inn.
In the hall I planted my feet.
“Look here, Geoffrey,” I said. “I
don't want to have a row, but I’ve got
to get back to her without one in
stant’s delay. I wouldn’t have dreamed
of coming, but she couldn't send a
servant and —well, there was no other
way. I'd have left the note with Bar
ley, but she wouldn’t have that. She'^
got to know that you’ve got It and have
prdmised to do as she says.”
“Oh, well, here goes,” said Geoffrey,
and hit me under the jaw as hard as
he could.
CHAPTER IX
The Fragrant Valley
When I came to my senses, I was
lying on the floor of a car that was
traveling fast. My wrists and my
ankles were bound and my mouth was
gagged. Barley was seated above me,
watching my face.
As I tried to sit up, he pushed me
back on the pillows which made my
bed.
“Lie quiet a bit, sir,” he said, “and
you’ll soon be as right as rain.”
To this day I do not know why I
did not go out of my mind.
They say that I fought like a mad
man, but that was because I was mad.
Barley had to throw himself on me, to
keep me down. And then at last I
fainted. •
I do not think Barley knew it, for
my senses had hardly left me before
they returned; but I think that discre
tion came with them, for then I saw
that to struggle and fight was hopeless.
And so, to feign resignation, I lay quite
still where I was and shut my eyes.
And that was my undoing, for after a
moment or two I fell asleep.
Though the car fled on, I knew noth
ing, and I never knew when it stopped.
I was lifted out, still sleeping, and
though my bonds were loosened, I
never stirred.
And while I slept, Lady Helena Yor
ick was playing her part.
The song of a brook woke me, and
I propped myself on an elbow to gather
my wits.
The next instant I was afoot and was
staring wildly about me. ... The wood
ed peak of a mountain looked placidly
back—and a pride of beeches was
smiling and a chapter of gray-green
rocks was casting its stately shadow
upon the most vivid of swards.
It was half-past four. I had slept
for more than nine hours.
The dial of my watch grew misty.
I felt the tears beginning to leave my
eyes. One of them fell upon the dial.
So I stood for a moment.
Then I flung myself down and buried
my face in the grass.
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“Come, come, old fellow,” said Geof
frey, “you mustn’t take it so ill.”
I made no answer. I dared not trust
my voice.
“You’d have done the same,” said
my cousin. “John, I couldn’t ignore
such a hint.”
I sat up and dashed the tears from
my face.
“Hint? What hint?”
Geoffrey raised his eyebrows.
“I don’t know what she read you,"
he said. “But I don’t think she read
you that.”
As he spoke, he gave me a paper—
Helena's note.
Mr. Bohun:
Keep John with you. Use any vio
lence you like. He must not return to
the castle and no one on earth must
know that he is with you. Don’t fall
me.
Helena Yorick.
“No,” I said, "you’re quite right. She
didn’t read that.” I laughed shortly.
“You’d have seen through it, of course;
nine out of ten people would. But you
must remember that I’m no ordinary
fool. Besides, I trusted her blindly—
trusted and loved her blindly. So you
see it was awfully easy to have me
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fooling a dog or a baby child. A dog,
I think. Your dog. You’ve decided to
have Um destroyed so you take him
out for a walk and stop at the vet’s.
He doesn’t know. He doesn’t care
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you blindly, you see. He's not the
faintest idea that you’re going to do
him In. You can speak to the vet. In
his presence—‘l want this dog de
stroyed.' You’re perfectly safe. He’ll
lick your hand while you’re speaking,
If only you’ll give him the chance.
. . . But—lf—that—dog’s—eyes— were
, opened. ... If when you were gone
and he was standing, waiting, with
his eager nose to the threshold, strain
ing his ears for some signal of your
return—if then by some magic that
dog was made aware of the truth....”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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