Like the house she inhabited, Miss Lester combined in her person prodigality of colours with a fine disregard of taste. Beautiful she undoubtedly was, with the black-browed, dark-eyed beauty of a Cleopatra, for there was some Italian blood in her veins. It was given out occasionally by the Press that she had been a theatre-dresser, an organ-grinder, and fifty other things; but nevertheless, illiterate, common and ill-bred, she had yet achieved fame--or rather, perhaps, notoriety---by her dancing and sheer animal good looks.
As a matter of fact she owed her success primarily to Jasper Vermont, who, as a young man and during a quarrel with his father, had lodged in the same house with the handsome sisters, Julia, and Ada Lester, the latter then being only about fifteen years of age. He had fallen violently in love with Julia, then in the height of her beauty, and had cruelly deceived her. To appease the indignation of the younger sister he had got her an introduction to the manager of the Rockingham Theatre, who was about to put on a new Egyptian ballet, and from that time onwards it had been plain sailing for Ada. Later on came a meeting with Leroy, planned by Jasper"s connivance; and Adrien, attracted by the woman"s ripe beauty, had been blind, so far, to the deficiencies of her mind and character.
To-night she looked a veritable daughter of the South. Her dress was of scarlet, touched with black, and she was wearing diamonds--gifts from her many admirers--of such intrinsic value as to render many a countess jealous.
"Yes, it is I," said Vermont. "Onions and cigarettes! I thought Leroy objected to both."
Ada laughed.
"It"s the smell he don"t like," she said lightly. "He"s so particular.
But he"s not coming to-night; leastways, he said he wasn"t."
"Ah!" said Vermont smiling, as he seated himself at the table and took up a small bottle which proved to be empty, "Is there anything left to drink?"
"Have some fizz," said Ada hospitably. "Ring the bell, Ju, and give me another chop. Well, Jasper, what"s the news?"
"Just the question I was about to ask," he replied, as the maid-servant brought in a bottle of champagne and gla.s.ses on a silver tray. "How did the comedy go?"
"Rotten!" p.r.o.nounced Ada shortly. "I told Adrien it wouldn"t go, though I did my best--didn"t I, Ju? The frocks were really first-cla.s.s--blue satin and silver, with loads of pearls, and my turquoise armlets. All right, eh?"
"Yes," agreed Vermont, adding, with a sneer, "Perhaps the stupid public got tired of looking at the blue satin."
"Then they could have looked at me instead," retorted Ada tartly. "But I"ve no patience with Adrien. Why can"t he get "em something lively? A musical comedy now--I could make that go, if you like! Plenty of songs and no talky-talky business. Besides, I _can_ dance."
"But can"t act," murmured Jasper, with his sarcastic smile.
"Can"t I!" cried Ada furiously. "That"s all you know about it. Why didn"t you come last night?"
"Business," he answered carelessly, sipping his wine; adding, as he saw her about to question him, "With which I won"t trouble you, my fair Ada."
"Oh won"t you!" was that lady"s retort. "You"re mighty polite, I must say. I suppose you were down at that old Castle again, and Adrien too!
What were you doing there?"
"Minding our own business," he replied smilingly, as he lit a cigarette.
"Close as a fox, you are," she declared, with a short, disagreeable laugh. "Where"s Adrien? Down there still?"
"No; at the Thessalian. I left him there with Mortimer Shelton."
"I hate that man," said Miss Lester viciously.
"So do I," agreed Vermont, "but I don"t say so. Anyhow, Adrien"s safe there for another hour, and I came on to give you a word of warning."
He turned to her companion, who had been quietly finishing her supper as if unconscious of anyone"s presence.
"Julia, you look tired; you"d better get off to bed."
She rose and hesitated for a moment, looking from him to Ada; then quietly left the room. Vermont gazed after her, much as he would have watched a useless piece of furniture in course of removal; then he leant back in his chair, and, before resuming, regarded fixedly Ada"s flushed, handsome face.
"Well?" she queried, impatiently striking the table with her fork.
Jasper leant forward and spoke with calm, unpleasant deliberation.
"Ada," said he, "there was once a person who killed the goose that laid him golden eggs; there was another who beat his horse till it pitched him into the ditch; but neither of these attained such a height of folly as Miss Lester bids fair to reach, if she persists in worrying her prize donkey into kicking her to the ground and leaving her in the mud."
"Oh, don"t be an idiot, Jasper!" she exclaimed irritably. "Speak out plain, can"t you?"
"I certainly can, and will, my dear lady. To put it plainly, then, you are going the quickest way to make Adrien tired of you. After all, if you happen to possess a goose with the propensity to lay golden eggs, surely it is wise to humour him. And if the said goose happens to dislike the smell of onions, why fill the house with that particular perfume, sufficient to suffocate an elephant? Again, is it not the height of folly to stick plaster statues on the staircase which he ascends daily, when you know this particular goose detests imitation art? In short, my dear Ada, if you persist in thrusting vulgarity down his throat, you will find yourself very soon out of the graces of our friend, Adrien Leroy."
Ada, who had been beating a loud tattoo with the fork which she still held in her hand, sprang to her feet and struck the table with a force which set the gla.s.ses jingling.
"Jasper!" she almost shouted. "You"ll drive me mad! Why don"t you speak out and say what you mean? What"s the matter with Adrien? What does he want? Aren"t there a hundred men who"d be glad enough to furnish a house for me as I like? And can"t I even eat what I choose without Adrien Leroy"s delicate nose being turned up in disapproval?"
"You can go to the deuce, if you like, my dear," declared Jasper with a calm smile. "I merely warn you that you are on the way to finding yourself in the street, if I may be allowed to speak out. Have another cigarette, and spray some patchouli about the room. There are more geese than one, as you say; and, after all, it is hard if you can"t indulge in onions in your own room at one o"clock in the morning."
Goaded almost to desperation by the sneering sarcasm of Vermont"s words, the woman threw down her fork, thereby smashing a champagne gla.s.s, and thrust her angry, flushed countenance close to his.
"What"s your game?" she hissed. "Are you playing with me and Adrien? Are you setting him against me? I know your artful tricks; but don"t you play "em on me, Jasper! What are you doing up at the Castle so often?
Making yourself pleasant to old Lord Barminster"s niece there, I"ll be bound. P"raps she ain"t fond of scent or a pork chop or two, and she can have real statues if she likes. You don"t remind him of that, do you?
Oh, no, of course not! But you mind your skin, Jasper, for you can"t play fast and loose with me. Shuffle him on to that Constance girl, and I"ll make you pay for it. I know something you wouldn"t like my lord to hear about; so, if you don"t want me to open my mouth and split on your little games, don"t you play me any of your tricks, that"s all, or I"ll go straight to Adrien and tell him all!"
She stopped, out of breath, and Jasper Vermont, springing to his feet, glared down at her in impotent fury. But she only laughed at his angry face.
"Oh, no, you wouldn"t like Adrien to know how you fooled poor Julia, though it is over twenty years ago. I haven"t forgotten, if you have, how you took her over to Paris while I was away on my first tour, and went through some form of marriage with her. You wouldn"t like him to know how you told her what you"d done, when there was no longer need to keep it dark from your father, and of the attack of brain fever it brought on, poor dear! You were a nice brute to her, you were, Jasper Vermont; and it"s a lucky thing for you and her too that when she recovered her memory had gone, and she forgot you as well as the child."
Jasper stirred uneasily.
"I didn"t think she would have cared so much," he said. "Besides, she"s all right now; she only forgets those few years."
"Lucky thing for you," repeated Ada dryly.
"What have you done with the child?" he asked suddenly.
His companion"s face lighted up with malicious triumph.
"I"ve put her where you can"t find her, anyhow," she said. "You shan"t break her heart, as you did her mother"s."
"Oh, nonsense, Ada!" said Vermont contemptuously. "Don"t begin to rant--you"re not on the stage now. I kept all my promises to you, at any rate. I got you on at the Rockingham and I introduced you to Leroy; and if you had only played your cards properly you would have hooked him by this time. As it is, he"ll marry his cousin, if you"re not careful."
"If he does, it"ll be your fault," she snarled. "And I"ll tell Adrien all, and how you"re fooling him in other ways as well."
Jasper sprang across the room, his face working with anger. There was something so deadly in the light of his dark eyes, such murderous hate in every line of his face, that the woman shrank back and uttered a cry of fear, instinctively glancing at a knife which lay on the table close to Jasper"s other hand.
How far Vermont"s anger might have carried him she did not know, for, to her intense relief, the door opened and Adrien Leroy himself entered the room. He gazed in surprise at the two occupants, and in an instant Jasper had regained his self-control. He did not release Ada"s wrist, but, smoothing his scowl into a sleek smile, he said with a careless laugh:
"No, Ada, your arm is as slim as ever. The bracelet will just fit you."
He relaxed his grip as he spoke and turned to Leroy. "Ada has bet me that the new bracelet you bought her is too small, Adrien," he explained glibly. "She thought she was getting stout."
Adrien nodded indifferently; while Ada, with a little cry of relief, ran towards him.