"Thanks," he said crisply. "Gertie, I--I hope--"
He hesitated. It was not easy to speak in the presence of a third person, particularly this person. Cousin Percy did not hesitate.
"Gertie," he observed, "your--er--friend is leaving us at the wrong time, isn"t he? There"s so much going on this coming week. Really, Doane, you"re fortunate, in a sense. Miss Dott and I are finding the social whirl a bit tiresome; you will escape that, at least."
Captain Dan appeared at the entrance to the drawing-room.
"I say, Hungerford! Percy!" he hailed impatiently.
Mr. Hungerford did not seem to hear him. He was regarding Miss Dott with anxious concern.
"Really, Gertrude," he said, "I shouldn"t stand by that open door, if I were you. You have a slight cold and for--all our sakes--you must be careful. Step inside, I beg of you."
His begging was so tender, so solicitous, so intimate. John Doane"s fists clenched.
"Hi!" It was the cabman calling from the street. "Hi! we"ve only got twelve minutes to catch that train."
John turned, involuntarily, toward the door. Gertrude, startled by the cabman"s voice and aware of the need of haste, stepped to one side.
Cousin Percy chose to put his own interpretation upon her movement.
"Thank you, Gertrude," he said feelingly. "That"s better; you will be out of the draft there. Thank you."
John Doane, who was still hesitating, hesitated no longer. He seized his bag.
"Good-by, all," he said, in a choked voice. "Good-by, Captain Dott."
He strode through the doorway. Gertrude, for a moment, remained where she was. Then she followed him.
"John!" she cried, "John!"
John, half way down the steps, halted, turned, and looked up at her.
"Good-by, Gertie," he said.
"But, John, are you--aren"t you--"
She stretched out her hands. Mr. Hungerford, pushing by the captain and Serena, stepped in front of her.
"Here, you!" he shouted, addressing the cabman; "what are you thinking about? Why don"t you take the gentleman"s bag?"
The driver sprang to get the bag, incidentally he seized his prospective pa.s.senger by the arm.
"Come on!" he shouted. "Come on! We"ll miss the train. Ten to one we"ve missed it, anyhow."
"Oh, DO hurry, John!" cried Serena, anxiously. "You WILL miss it. You MUST go!"
And Mr. Doane went. The cab rattled away up the street, the old horse galloping, the driver shouting, and the whip cracking. Daniel drew a long breath.
"Well!" he said slowly, "he"s gone. Yes, sir, he"s gone, ain"t he."
Serena turned on him.
"Yes, he"s gone," she observed sarcastically, "but he isn"t going very fast. Why in the world didn"t you order an electric cab instead of that Noah"s Ark? Half the neighbors have been waked up and they"ll see it.
How many times must I tell you? You NEVER learn!"
"Well, now, Serena--"
"Don"t talk to me! Don"t! My nerves are all of a twitter. I--I--oh, do let me go to bed! Gertie--why, Gertie, where are you going?"
Gertrude was on her way to the stairs. She did not appear to hear her mother"s question.
"Gertie!" cried Serena again.
There was no answer. The young lady hurried up the stairs and they heard her chamber door close. Cousin Percy shrugged his shoulders.
"Too bad our friend was called away so suddenly," he observed. "Very much of a surprise, wasn"t it? Too bad."
No one replied, not even Serena, who was not wont to ignore the comments of her aristocratic relative. Her next remark was in the nature of an order and was addressed to her husband.
"Come! Come! Come!" she said fretfully. "Do come to bed!"
Daniel, pausing only to extinguish the lights, obeyed. Mr. Hungerford, with another shrug and a covert smile, preceded him up the stairs. As the captain was about to enter his bedroom, a voice, which sounded as if the speaker was half asleep, called from the third floor.
"Is there anything I can do, sir?" asked Hapgood. "I "ave just been aroused, sir."
Daniel turned. Here was a heaven-sent vent for his feelings.
"Do!" he repeated. "Anything you can do? Yes, there is. Shut your door and turn in."
"But, sir--"
"And shut your head along with it!"
There were some inmates of the Dott mansion who, probably, slept peacefully the remainder of that night, or morning. Cousin Percy doubtless did, also Mr. Hapgood. Azuba, sleeping at the rear of the house, had not been awakened at all. But neither Captain Dan or Serena slept. Mrs. Dott"s nerves kept her awake, and the combination prevented Daniel from napping. Nerves were a new acquisition of Serena"s; at least she had never been conscious of them until recently. Now, however, they were becoming more and more in evidence. She was fretful and impatient of trifles, and the least contradiction or upset of her plans was likely to bring on fits of hysterical weeping. It was so in this case. Daniel, trotting for smelling salts and extra pillows and the hot water bottle, was not too calm himself. His plans, the plans founded upon John Doane"s remaining in Scarford for a time, had been decidedly upset. He pleaded with his wife.
"But I don"t see what ails you, Serena," he declared. "John"s gone, that"s true enough, but you didn"t know he was comin". He was here, a little while, and that"s some gain, ain"t it? I don"t see--"
"See! You wouldn"t see if your eyes were spygla.s.ses. Oh, dear! why does everything have to go wrong with me? I thought when John came that Gertie--"
"Yes. That Gertie what?"
"Oh, nothing, nothing! Oh, my poor head! It aches so and the back of it feels so queer. Where are the pillows? Can"t you get me another pillow?"
"Sure I can! You"ve got three already, but I can fetch another. It"s all this society business that"s breakin" you down, Serena. That everlastin"
Chapter--"
He was sorry as soon as he said it, but said it had been. He spent the next hour in explaining that he did not mean it.
Serena was not on hand at breakfast time. Neither was Gertrude. That young lady came into the library at ten o"clock, looking pale and worn and with dark circles under her eyes. She had a thick envelope in her hand.