Logotheti laid one hand very lightly upon her arm, and was going to say something, but she sprang back from his touch as if it burnt her. The colour deepened in his dark cheeks and his eyes seemed brighter and nearer together. When a woman comes to a man"s house and asks to be alone with him, she need not play horror because the tips of his fingers rest on her sleeve for a moment. Why did she come?
Margaret spoke first.
"How did you dare to settle money on me?" she asked, standing back from him.
Logotheti understood for the first time that she was angry with him, and that her anger had brought her to his house. The fact did not impress him much, though he wished she were in a better temper. The sound of her voice was sweet to him whatever she said.
"Oh?" he e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed with a sort of thoughtful interrogation. "Has she told you? She had agreed to say nothing about it. How very annoying!"
His sudden calm was exasperating, for Margaret did not know him well enough to see that below the surface his blood was boiling. She tapped the blue tiled floor sharply with the toe of her shoe.
"It"s outrageous!" she said with energy.
"I quite agree with you. Won"t you sit down?" Logotheti looked at the divan. Margaret half sat upon the arm of a big leathern chair.
"Oh, you agree with me? Will you please explain?"
"I mean, it is outrageous that Mrs. Rushmore should have told you----"
"You"re quibbling!" Margaret broke in angrily. "You know very well what I mean. It"s an outrage that a man should put a woman under an enormous obligation in spite of herself, without her even knowing it!"
Logotheti had seated himself where he could watch her; the fashion of dress was close-fitting; his eyes followed the graceful lines of her figure. If she had not come to drive him mad, why did she take an att.i.tude which of all others is becoming to well-made women and fatal to all the rest?
"I"m sorry," said Logotheti, rather absently and as if her anger did not affect him in the least, if he even noticed it. "I happened to want the invention for a company in which I am interested. You stood in the way of my having the whole thing, so I was obliged to buy you out. I"m very sorry that it happened to be you, and that Mrs. Rushmore could not keep the fact to herself. I knew you wouldn"t be pleased if you ever found it out."
"I don"t believe a word of what you are telling me," Margaret answered.
"Really not?" Logotheti seemed momentarily interested. "That"s generally the way when one speaks the truth," he added, more carelessly again. "n.o.body believes it."
His eyes caressed her as he spoke. He was not thinking much of what he said.
"I"ve come here to make you take back the money," Margaret said. "I won"t keep it another day."
"Have you come all the way from Versailles again to say that?" asked Logotheti, laughing.
Again, as she sat on the arm of the big chair, she tapped the dark blue tiles with the toe of her shoe. The slight movement transmitted itself through her whole figure, and for an instant each beautiful line and curve quivered and was very slightly modified. Logotheti saw and drew his breath sharply between his teeth.
"Yes," Margaret was saying impatiently. "When Mrs. Rushmore had told me the truth, I walked to the station and took the first train. I only stopped to get Madame De Rosa."
"She is not a very powerful ally," observed Logotheti. "She is probably asleep in her arm-chair in the drawing-room by this time. Are you still angry with me? Yes, I believe you are. Please forgive me. I had not the least idea of offending you, because I trusted that old---- I mean, because I was so sure that Mrs. Rushmore would never tell."
"Never mind Mrs. Rushmore," Margaret said. "What I will not forgive you is that you made me take your money without my knowing it. I"ve been flirting with you--yes, I confess it! I"m not perfection, and you"re rather amusing sometimes----"
"You are adorable!" Logotheti put in, as a sort of murmuring parenthesis.
"Don"t talk nonsense," Margaret answered. "I mean that whatever I may have said to you I"ve never given you the right to make me a present of a hundred thousand pounds. It"s the most unparalleled piece of impertinence I ever heard of."
"But I"ve not made you a present of anything. I bought what was yours without letting you know, that"s all."
"Then give me back what is mine and take your money again."
"Hm!" Logotheti smiled. "That would be very like going into a business partnership with me. Do you wish to do that?"
"What do you mean?"
"You see, I"m the whole company at present. But if you come in with a third of the stock to your credit, we shall be partners, to all intents and purposes. We shall have meetings of the board of directors, just you and I, and we shall decide what to do. It will be rather a queer sort of board, for of course I shall always do exactly what you wish, but it"s not impossible that we may make money together. Well--on the whole I have no particular objection to selling you exactly the amount of stock I bought from you the other day. That"s the shape the transaction takes. I"ll do any thing to please you, but I"m quite willing you should know that I am doing you a favour, as business men would look at it."
"A favour!" Margaret slipped from the arm of the chair as she spoke and stood upright and made a step towards him. "Do you think I"m a child to believe such nonsense?"
"In matters of business all women are children. With the possible exception of Mrs. Rushmore," he added in a tone of reflection.
"Besides, this is not nonsense."
"It is!" cried Margaret. "It is absurd to try and make me believe that a mere claim set up on the chance of getting something should have turned out to be worth so much. It has cost Mrs. Rushmore I don"t know how much in lawsuits, and no one ever really believed in it. She fought for it out of pure kindness of heart, and even the lawyers said she was very foolish to go on----"
"Will you listen to me?" asked Logotheti, interrupting her. "I"ve not much to say, but it"s rather convincing. You probably admit that the invention is valuable, and that Alvah Moon has made money by it."
"I should think he had, the old thief!"
"Very well. I happened to want that invention. I"ve bought several at different times and have founded companies and sold them. That"s a part of finance, which is a form of game. You deal yourself a hand and then play it. I made up my mind to play with this particular invention. I know much more about it than you do; in fact, I understand it thoroughly. I cabled to my agent in America to buy it, if he could, and he succeeded. Now please tell me whether you think Mrs. Rushmore, acting for you, would have withdrawn the suit after the property had changed hands, merely because I"ve dined in her house."
"No," Margaret was forced to admit. "No, she would have gone on."
"Precisely. Now I don"t want property of that kind, about which there is constant litigation. The credit of such property is injured by the talk there always is about lawsuits. So I went to Mrs. Rushmore and asked her what she thought your claim was worth, and she told me, and I gave her a cheque for the money, and she has given me a full release, as your attorney. If it had been her claim, or Madame De Rosa"s or any one else"s, I should have done exactly the same thing. Will you tell me how I could have acted otherwise in order to get the property into my hands free of all chance of dispute? Was there any other way?"
Margaret was silent, for she could find no answer.
"There was one other way," Logotheti continued. "I could have proposed that you should go into partnership with me, which is what you yourself are proposing now. But in the eyes of the world I confess that might look intimate, to say the least of it. Don"t you think so too?"
"You"re the most plausible person I ever listened to!" Margaret almost laughed, though her anger had not subsided.
"Will you leave things as they are and forget all about this business?
What has been done cannot possibly be undone now. Won"t you separate me from it in your thoughts? You can, if you try. You know, I"m two people in one. So are you. I"m Logotheti the financier, and I"m Logotheti the man. You are Margaret Donne, and you are Senorita da Cordova, on the very eve of being famous--and then, I think you are some thing else which I don"t quite understand, but which is like my fate, for I cannot escape from you, whether I see you, or only dream of you."
Margaret was silent, and looked at the Aphrodite while she sat on the arm of the big chair. She might have breathed a little faster if she had known that the two doors through which she had entered, and which had closed so silently and surely after her, were as sound-proof as six feet of earth. She would not have been afraid, for she was fearless and confident, but her heart would have beaten a little more quickly at the thought that she was out of hearing of the world, and in the presence of a man whose eyes looked at her strangely and whose cheeks were darkly flushed, who was a good deal nearer to the primitive human animal than most men are, and in whom the main force of nature was awake and hungry.
"I don"t want you to make love to me just now," she said, swinging her foot a little as she sat. "You"ve done something that has hurt me very much, and has made me almost wish that I might never see you again after this time. I wish you could find a way of undoing it--I"m sure there is a way."
Unconsciously wise, she had checked his pulse for a moment, and she looked at him calmly and shook her head. With a sudden and impatient movement he rose, turned away from her and began to walk up and down at a little distance, his head bent and his hands behind him.
Though the air in the high room was pure, it was still and hot, for the late spring afternoon had turned sultry all at once; the fluid of a near storm was fast condensing to the point of explosion.
The man felt the tension more than the woman just then. It acted on his state, and made it almost unbearable. His hands were locked behind him and his fingers twisted each other till they changed colour. He moved with the short, noiseless steps of a young wild animal measuring its cage, up and down, up and down, without pause.
"It"s this," Margaret continued, much more gently than she had meant to speak, "I don"t quite believe you. I"m almost sure you thought that I would give up the stage if I had enough money to live on without my work."
"Yes, I did." He stopped as if in anger and the words came sharply; but he was not angry.
"You see!" Margaret answered triumphantly. "I knew it! What becomes of your story about the company now?"