"_No!_" The speaker was surprised, incredulous.
"Sure have. She"s--wonderful. She"s right here in this hotel!"
"Buddy, you"re developing!" Gray exclaimed, with apparent admiration.
"I been showin" her the sights--that"s what ails me this morning. She lets me take her around to places--trusts me, you understand? She thinks I"m aces."
"Splendid! I wish you"d ask her to dig up a friend."
"How d"you mean?"
"Why, ask her to find another good-looking girl for me--I a.s.sume she _is_ good looking--then we can make it a foursome. I"m a great entertainer, and, while I don"t drink, I haven"t the slightest objection to ladies who do. Dallas, I believe, is a pretty lively--"
"She"s a stranger here," Buddy broke in, stiffly. His enthusiasm had cooled; he regarded Gray with veiled displeasure. "An" besides, she ain"t that kind of a girl."
"Oh! Sorry! I thought from what you said--that headache--bottles in your closet, too! My mistake, Buddy."
"She"ll take a drink, with me," the youth confessed. "Anyhow, she"s gettin" so she will. I don"t see anything wrong in a woman takin" a drink now an" then with a man she--with a man that"s honorable." The last words were voiced defiantly.
Hastily Buddy"s caller averred: "Nor do I. We sha"n"t come to blows over an abstract moral issue like that. This is an age of tolerance, an age of equality. I flatter myself that I"m quite as lawless and broad minded as the average bachelor of our very smartest set."
"I"m--" the speaker gulped. "I"m goin" to marry her."
"Oh, fine!" Gray"s enthusiasm was positively electric. He seized Buddy"s hand and crushed it. "Education, indeed! No use for that now, is there?"
"I mean I"m goin" to, if I can; if she"ll let me."
"Let you? With your money? Why, she"ll jump at the chance. No doubt you have already asked her--or she suspects--"
The lad shook his head. "She don"t have to marry n.o.body. She"s got money--an _es_-tate. You think it"s all right for me to do it?"
"Simpler men than you have asked that question, and wiser men than I have refused to answer. As for me, I"ve never had the courage to take the plunge. However, the worst you can get is a heartbreak and a lifetime of regrets. But, of course, the woman takes some chances, too.
Tell me about her."
"Well--" Buddy beamed fatuously. "I dunno hardly where to begin." Into his voice, as he spoke, there crept a breathless excitement, into his eyes a dumb adoration. "She"s--wonderful! She"s too good for me."
"Once and a while they are."
"She"s educated, too--more in your cla.s.s, Mr. Gray. I dunno how she stands for me. She"s the smartest, purtiest girl--"
"She"s young, eh?"
"She"s--older "n I am. I reckon she"s mebbe twenty-five. I never ast her."
"Naturally. How did you meet her? When? Where? I"m a terribly romantic old fool." Gray hitched his chair closer and leaned forward, his face keen with interest.
"Well, sir, it"s a regular story, like in a book. I was in a restaurant with a coupla fellers an" a feller she was with struck her--"
"Struck her?"
"Yep. He was her brother, so she told me. Anyhow, I bounced him. I sure spoiled him up a lot. She was cryin" an" she ast me to take her home.
That"s how I got to know her. I s"pose she cottoned to me for takin"
her part that-a-way. She didn"t know the sort of place it was her brother had took her. Pore kid! She"s had a hard time, an" every man she ever knew, but me, done her dirt. Even her husband." Buddy scowled.
After a moment Gray said, quietly, "So, she"s married?"
"She was. He"s dead, or something. I was bashful about callin" around to see her, not havin" anything to talk about but school an" oil wells, but she took an interest right away, "specially in the wells. You"d ought to hear the story of her life, Mr. Gray. It"s as sad as any novel. You see, her folks had lots of money, but her ma died an" her pa was too busy to be bothered, so he sent her off to a convent. Them nuns at the convent was so cruel to her that she run away--"
"And went on the stage."
"How"d you know?"
"I didn"t. But--the stage is the usual refuge for convent-bred girls who are abused. I"ve met several. Did she--Was the old home in Virginia?"
"Sure! Mebbe you know her!" Buddy cried.
"Perhaps. I seem to remember the story. What is her name?"
"Arline Montague."
The elder man shook his head. "You said something about a marriage. I dare say she married some rich John whose family disapproved of the match--so many show girls have been deceived like that. You can"t imagine the prejudice of those Fifth Avenue parents--"
"That"s what she done. An" he went off an" joined the French Legion of Honor an" was killed."
"Foreign Legion, no doubt."
"Anyhow, he never made no pervision for her. But she wouldn"t of touched a penny of his money if he"d left it to her, she"s that honorable." Now that the lover had fairly launched himself upon the engrossing life story of his sweetheart he was in deep earnest, and his listener"s quick understanding, his sympathy, his grasp of the situation, was a spur to further confidences. It was a blessing to have a friend so old, so wise, and so worldly.
"What is the estate you mentioned?"
"Oh, that"s her own! It"s all she had to fall back on. It"s bein"
settled up now an" she"ll have her money before long."
"The old Virginia homestead and the slaves--?"
"Good thing she met me when she did, for them lawyers had it all tied up in court and wouldn"t let go till she paid their fees."
"A providential meeting, truly. You fixed that up, of course, and got rid of the wretched bloodsuckers. I"ve done much the same thing, more than once. Now, one other question--how does she happen to be in Dallas? I infer from your account that she is a model of virtue, and that she accepted your aid only upon the condition that your attentions to her should be characterized by the deepest respect. So? Well then, "how come"?"
"That was just a lucky chance. She"s got some interests here; stocks an" things, belongin" to the _es_-tate. She dunno, herself, how valuable they are, but me comin" right from Texas an" bein" in oil an"
all, she ast me to he"p her out. So I got her to come. All that had kep" her back was the expense. Mind you"--Buddy"s tone became one of deeper admiration--"she ain"t blue, or anything. No sir-ee! Her life"s been sad, but you"d never know it. She"s full of pep; allus out for fun, an"--that"s what I like about her. Gee! You gotta meet her, Mr.
Gray."
"Well, rather! But meanwhile, we must telegraph your parents not only that you have been found, but also the further good news."
"I--We better not say anything about my gettin" married."
"Why not? They"d like to know."