A flicker of amus.e.m.e.nt pa.s.sed like a ray of light through his eyes, but his face was entirely grave as he ignored the compliment.
"Go on!"
"I saw there was a weddin" an" I stopped to watch a minute, "cause I expect to get married myself some day, an" I wanted to see how they did things. But I couldn"t get near the door, an" the windows were all high up. I could only see folks who were standing up like you were. So I thought I"d go on. I turned the corner and went long-side the church listenin" to the music, an" just as I pa.s.sed a big iron gate at the back end of the church somebody grabbed me an" begged me to help "em. I looked round, an" there was the bride, all in her white togs, with the prettiest white satin slippers, in the wet an" mud! I tried to get her line, but she cried out somebody was comin" back in the pa.s.sageway, so I slipped off my coat an" hat and whisked her into "em an" clapped my rubbers over her satin shoes, and we beat it round the corner. I took her to my room, an" gave her some supper. She was all in. Then I put her to bed, an" she told me a little bit about it. She didn"t tell me much.
Only that they had been tryin" fer a long time back to make her marry a man she hated, an" now they"d almost tricked her into it, an" she"d die if she had to do it. She wanted to exchange clothes with me, cause, of course, she couldn"t get anywhere togged out that way, so we changed things, an" I fixed her up. In the mornin" I ran out an" got a paper, an" found they was sayin" she was temporary insane, an" stuff like that, an" so I saw their game was tryin" to get her in a "sylum till they could make her do what they wanted. I fixed her up an" got her off to a place I know where she"d be safe. An" she"s got a job an" doin" real well. But now they"ve got this here reward business out everywhere in the papers an" the movies, she ain"t safe nowhere. An" I want somebody that"s wiser"n me to take a holt an" do somethin". I can"t pay much, but I"ll pay a little every month as long"s I live ef it takes that long to pay yer bill, an" I have a notion she may have some money herself, though she didn"t say nothin" about it. But there"s a ring she left with me to sell, to pay fer what I gave her. It oughtta be worth somethin".
It looks real. I ain"t sold it. I couldn"t. I thought she might want it sometime----"
But Reyburn interrupted her excitedly.
"Do you mean to say that Miss Stanhope is in the city and you know where she is?"
"Now, don"t get excited," warned Jane coolly. "I didn"t say she was in this city, did I? I didn"t say where she was, did I? I said she was safe."
"But are you aware that you have told me a very strange story? What proof can you give me that it is true?"
Jane looked at him indignantly.
"Say, I thought you was goin" to trust me? I have to trust you, don"t I?
Course you don"t know who I am, an" I haven"t told you, but I"ve got a good p"sition myself, an" I don"t go round tellin" privarications! An"
there"s the weddin" dress, an" veil and fixin"s! I got them. You can see "em if you like,--that is pervided I know what you"re up to! I ain"t taking any chances till I see what you mean to do."
"I beg your pardon," said Reyburn, trying to smile a.s.surance once more.
"You certainly must own this whole thing is enough to make anybody doubt."
"Yes, it is," said Jane. "I was some upset myself, havin" a thing like that happen to me, a real millionairess bride drop herself down on my hands just like that, an" I "spose it _is_ hard to b"lieve. But I can"t waste much more time now. I gotta get back to my job. Is there anything can be done to keep "em from gettin" her again?"
"I should most certainly think so," said Reyburn, "but I would have to know her side of the story, the whole of it, before I could say just what!"
"Well, s"pose you found there wasn"t anythin" you could do to help her, would you go an" tell on her?"
Reyburn leaned back in his chair and smiled at his unique client:
"I shall have to quote your own language. "What do you take me for?""
"A white man!" said Jane suddenly, and showed all her fine teeth in an engaging smile. "Say, you"re all right. Now, I gotta go. When will you tell me what you can do?" She glanced anxiously at her little leather-bound wrist watch. It was almost time for Jimmie to return.
Jimmie mustn"t find her here. He wouldn"t understand, and what Jimmie didn"t know wouldn"t hurt him.
"Well, this ought to be attended to, at once, if anything is to be done," he said eagerly. "Let me see. I have an engagement at five. How would seven o"clock do? Could I call at your boarding-house? Would there be any place where we could talk uninterrupted?"
"Sure," said Jane, rising. "I"ll get my landlady to let me have her settin" room fer an hour."
"Meantime, I"ll think it over and try to plan something."
Jane started down the long flights of stairs, not daring to trust to the elevator, lest she should come face to face with Jimmie and have to explain.
Reyburn stood with his back to the room, his hands in his pockets, frowning and looking out the window, when Jimmie entered a moment later.
"I hope I"m not late, sir?" he said anxiously, as he hung up his hat and sat down at his typewriter. "I had to wait. The man was out."
"Oh, that"s all right, Ryan," said his employer, obviously not listening to his explanation. "I"m going out now, Ryan. I may not be back this afternoon. Just see that everything is all right."
"Very well, sir."
Reyburn went out, then opened the door and put his head back in the room.
"I may have to go out of town to-night, Ryan. I"m not sure. Something has come up. If I"m not in to-morrow, could you--would you mind just staying here all day and looking after things? I may need you. Of course you"ll lock up and leave the card out when you go to lunch."
"Very well, sir."
"I"ll keep in touch with you in case I"m delayed," and Reyburn was off again. When the elevator had clanked down to the next floor Jimmie went to the window and looked dreamily out over the roofs of the city:
"Aw!" he breathed joyously. "Now I"ll bet he"s going to do something about that reward!"
Reyburn hurried down the street to the office of an old friend where he had a bit of business as an excuse, and asked a few casual questions when he was done. Then he went on to a telephone booth and called up a friend of his mother"s, with whom he had a brief gossip, ostensibly to give a message from his mother, contained in her last letter to him.
None of the questions that he asked were noticeable. He merely led the conversation into certain grooves. The lady was an old resident and well known in the higher social circles. She knew all there was to know about everybody and she loved to tell it. She never dreamed that he had any motive in leading her on.
He dropped into a bank and asked a few questions, called up an address they gave him and made another inquiry, then dropped around to his cousin"s home for a few minutes, where he allowed her to tell all she knew about the Stanhope wedding they had attended together, and the different theories concerning the escaped bride. Quite casually he asked if she knew whether the bride had property of her own, if so who were her guardians. His cousin thought she knew a lot, but, sifting it down, he discovered that it was nearly all hearsay or surmise.
When he reached Jane Carson"s boarding house he found that young woman ensconced in a tiny room, nine by twelve, a faded ingrain carpet on the floor, a depressed looking bed lounge against the bleary wall-paper, beneath crayon portraits of the landlady"s dead husband and sons. There was a rocking-chair, a trunk, a cane-seat chair, and an oil stove turned up to smoking point in honor of the caller, but there was little room left for the caller. On the top of the trunk reposed a large pasteboard box securely tied.
Jane, after a shy greeting, untied the strings and opened the cover, having first carefully slipped the bolt of the door.
"You can"t be too careful," she said. "You never can tell."
Reyburn stood beside her and looked in a kind of awe at the glistening white, recognized the thick texture of the satin, the rare quality of the rose-point lace with which it was adorned, caught the faint fragrance of faded orange blossoms wafting from the filmy mist of the veil as Jane lifted it tenderly; then leaned over and touched a finger to the pile of whiteness, reverently, as though he were paying a tribute at a lovely shrine.
Jane even unwrapped the little slippers, one at a time, and folded them away again, and they said no word until it was all tied back in its papers, Reyburn a.s.sisting with the strings.
"Now, ef you don"t mind waitin" a minute I guess it would be safer to put it away now," she said as she slipped the bolt and ran upstairs.
She was back in a minute and sat down opposite to him, drawing out from the neck of her blouse a ribbon with a heavy glittering circlet at its end.
"Here"s the ring." She laid it in his palm. He took it, wondering, a kind of awe still upon him that he should be thus handling the intimate belongings of that little unknown bride whom he had seen lying unconscious in a strange church a few short months before. How strange that all this should have come to him when many wiser, more nearly related, were trying their best to get some clue to the mystery!
He lifted the ring toward the insufficient gas jet to make out the initials inside, and copied them down in his note-book.
"Take good care of that. It is valuable," he said as he handed it back to her.
"Mebbe I better give it to you," she half hesitated.
"You"ve taken pretty good care of it so far," he said. "I guess you"ve a better right to it than I. Only don"t let anybody know you"ve got it.
Now, I"ve been making inquiries, and I"ve found out a few things, but I"ve about come to the conclusion that I can"t do much without seeing the lady. Do you suppose she would see me? Is she very far away?"
"When do you want to go?" asked Jane.
"At once," he answered decidedly. "There"s no time to waste if she is really in danger, as you think."
Jane"s eyes glittered with satisfaction.