As she spoke the front doorbell rang again, this time more loudly.
f.a.n.n.y started to her feet.
"I thought Jimmie was there. He must have gone out."
"I wonder who it is?" murmured Virginia.
"I"ll go and see," said f.a.n.n.y. "I hope it isn"t company. Our next door neighbors have been threatening to call for some time."
In no humor to be bothered by visitors, Virginia rose hastily.
"I don"t want to see anyone," she said. "I"ll go and lie down."
As her sister went toward the door, Virginia made a quick escape into the bedroom.
CHAPTER XXII
When the telephone message had come, telling him that his wife wished to see him, Stafford had been instantly raised from the depths of gloomy despondency, to dizzy heights of hope and joy. A mere sound wave vibrating along a copper wire had made him the happiest and most amazed man in New York.
He had come home particularly out of sorts that evening and instead of dining at his club as usual, had told Oku to prepare a meal. Since Virginia"s departure he had seldom had the courage to dine at home.
The large dining room with the big table set for himself alone only served to remind him the more keenly of his loss. Especially empty and cheerless they looked that day and his mind was obsessed by thoughts of the absent one when suddenly the loud ringing of the telephone bell had aroused his reveries. He picked up the receiver thinking it was Hadley calling him or possibly someone in his office, when to his amazement he heard the voice of Jimmie Gillie.
A thrill ran through him as he listened. At last she had sent for him.
His life was not to be irretrievably blasted, after all. Virginia was ready to forgive him and to come home again. He could scarcely believe his ears and in his joy he was ready to embrace the polished surface of the telephone. A reconciliation was possible without the sacrifice of his self-respect. He did not stop to a.n.a.lyze her motives or to question the authenticity of the summons. It was enough that her sister"s husband said she wanted to see him. Then, suddenly, an idea occurred to him, which sent the blood from his face. He felt hot and cold in turns. Suppose she were ill, dying and they had sent for him because she was on her death-bed. He would not delay a moment.
Touching a few electric bells, he set Oku and other servants running with hurry orders that galvanized new life into the sleepy household, and half an hour later he was in his motor car, speeding in the direction of Harlem.
At the first sound of the bell, instinct had told f.a.n.n.y who it was.
She had delayed answering in order not to unduly alarm Virginia, and for a few moments she was at a loss what to do. Jimmie had hastily but discreetly disappeared, preferring to let his wife now play her role in the little comedy intended to bring Robert and Virginia together, but it was by no means an easy part to play and it was only when she knew that the millionaire was standing outside waiting for admittance that she quite realized how difficult was her task. There was no telling how the plan would work. A lie had been told, even if it was a lie in a good cause. If Stafford found out that he had been imposed upon, it might make matters worse, and as to Virginia she would certainly never forgive them.
It was not, therefore, without misgivings that f.a.n.n.y opened the door and with a cordial smile on her anxious face bade Robert Stafford welcome.
He greeted his sister-in-law in his usual hearty manner, as if nothing had occurred to interrupt their intimacy and friendship. But it was easy to see that his thoughts were on one person only. Directly he came in, his eyes wandered round the apartment in search of her and he seemed to be listening intently as if for the sound of her voice.
Standing still and questioning f.a.n.n.y with an anxious look he asked in a low tone:
"Where is she?"
"Gone to her room, probably."
"You"re sure she"s not ill?" he demanded anxiously.
"Quite sure," smiled f.a.n.n.y.
"That"s the truth, is it?"
"Of course it is. She--she"s a little tired, that"s all."
He gave a deep sigh of relief and taking off his greatcoat, threw it together with his chauffeur"s cap on the sofa.
"Thank G.o.d it"s only that!" he exclaimed. "Jimmie said there was nothing the matter with her, but all the time I was coming up here I was thinking that perhaps suddenly she--" Pausing abruptly he said: "Tell her, please."
Without a word or attempting to enter into any explanations which, under cross-examination, might become embarra.s.sing, f.a.n.n.y went to Virginia"s room and knocked at the door.
"It"s someone to see you, Virgie!" she called out.
"To see me?" echoed Virginia in a surprised tone.
"Yes."
"Very well, I"ll be there in just a minute."
Approaching her big brother-in-law f.a.n.n.y gently laid her hand on his arm. There was nothing to be said. Each understood the other.
"Be very kind to her," she said pleadingly.
"Don"t worry," he smiled.
"She"s had a hard time."
"So have I," he replied with some emotion.
f.a.n.n.y turned away and without another word left the room. For a few moments that seemed like years, Stafford remained alone, his eyes fixed on the door through which would presently pa.s.s the one woman in the whole world. It seemed like an age before she appeared. Would she never come? Then, all at once, the door opened and Virginia appeared on the threshold. On seeing who the visitor was, she stood like one spellbound. The blood went from her cheeks, leaving her deathly pale.
She made a step forward, but stumbled and nearly fell. He darted forward and caught her in his strong arms.
"Darling!" he whispered.
Her head rested on his shoulder as it had done that first time the day at his apartment on Riverside Drive when he asked her to be his wife.
Her pale, weary face was turned upwards, her tired eyes looking wonderingly into his. Her lips were within his reach, but he resisted the temptation. It was enough to feel that once more she was safe within his arms. Slowly she murmured:
"Robert! You did come! You did!"
"Of course I did," he said soothingly, as he stroked her hair caressingly.
"I"m so happy, dear," she murmured.
"You"re not a bit happier than I am," he said, trying to keep back the tears that were fast filling his own eyes.
"And you came for me!"
"Of course, dear. Did you think I wouldn"t?"
"Yes, because I thought I knew you and understood you. But I didn"t. I knew you were fine and big, but you are finer and bigger than ever I imagined and I adore you for it! Oh, my darling, you came for me!"
He listened, bewildered, not understanding. Gently he said:
"But, dear--I--don"t--"