"When I seized you and you struck me!"
"I never struck you. I don"t know what you mean."
"My G.o.d, man, let us end this useless fencing. The evidence I have of your last night"s scoundrelism would break the strongest record. For the regiment"s sake,--for the colonel"s sake,--let us have no public scandal. It"s awful enough as the thing stands. Write your resignation, give it to me, and leave,--before breakfast if you can."
"I"ve done nothing to resign for. You know perfectly well I haven"t."
"Do you mean that such a crime--that a woman"s ruin and disgrace--isn"t enough to drive you from the service?" asked Chester, tingling in every nerve and longing to clinch the shapely, swelling throat in his clutching fingers. "G.o.d of heaven, Jerrold! are you dead to all sense of decency?"
"Captain Chester, I won"t be bullied this way. I may not be immaculate, but no man on earth shall talk to me like this! I deny your insinuations. I"ve done nothing to warrant your words, even if--if you did come sneaking around here last night and find me absent. You can"t prove a thing. You----"
"What! When I saw you,--almost caught you! By heaven! I wish the sentry had killed you then and there. I never dreamed of such hardihood."
"You"ve done nothing but dream. By Jove, I believe you"re sleepwalking yet. What on earth do you mean by catching and killing me? "Pon my soul I reckon you"re crazy, Captain Chester." And color was gradually coming back again to Jerrold"s face, and confidence to his tone.
"Enough of this, Mr. Jerrold. Knowing what you and I both know, do you refuse to hand me your resignation?"
"Of course I do."
"Do you mean to deny to me where I saw you last night?"
"I deny your right to question me. I deny anything,--everything. I believe you simply thought you had a clue and could make me tell.
Suppose I _was_ out last night. I don"t believe you know the faintest thing about it."
"Do you want me to report the whole thing to the colonel?"
"Of course I don"t. Naturally, I want him to know nothing about my being out of quarters; and it"s a thing that no officer would think of reporting another for. You"ll only win the contempt of every gentleman in the regiment if you do it. What good will it do you?--Keep me from going to town for a few days, I suppose. What earthly business is it of yours, anyway?"
"Jerrold, I can stand this no longer. I ought to shoot you in your tracks, I believe. You"ve brought ruin and misery to the home of my warmest friend, and dishonor to the whole service, and you talk of two or three days" stoppage from going to town. If I can"t bring you to your senses, by G.o.d! the colonel shall." And he wheeled and left the room.
For a moment Jerrold stood stunned and silent. It was useless to attempt reply. The captain was far down the walk when he sprang to the door to call him again. Then, hurrying back to the bedroom, he hastily dressed, muttering angrily and anxiously to himself as he did so. He was thinking deeply, too, and every movement betrayed nervousness and trouble.
Returning to the front door, he gazed out upon the parade, then took his forage-cap and walked rapidly down towards the adjutant"s office. The orderly bugler was tilted up in a chair, leaning half asleep against the whitewashed front, but his was a weasel nap, for he sprang up and saluted as the young officer approached.
"Where did Major Sloat go, orderly?" was the hurried question.
"Over towards the stables, sir. Him and Captain Chester was here together, and they"re just gone."
"Run over to the quarters of B Company and tell Merrick I want him right away. Tell him to come to my quarters." And thither Mr. Jerrold returned, seated himself at his desk, wrote several lines of a note, tore it into fragments, began again, wrote another which seemed not entirely satisfactory, and was in the midst of a third when there came a quick step and a knock at the door. Opening the shutters, he glanced out of the window. A gust of wind sent some of the papers whirling and flying, and the bedroom door banged shut, but not before some few half-sheets of paper had fluttered out upon the parade, where other little flurries of the morning breeze sent them sailing over towards the colonel"s quarters. Anxious only for the coming of Merrick and no one else, Mr. Jerrold no sooner saw who was at the front door than he closed the shutters, called, "Come in!" and a short, squat, wiry little man, dressed in the fatigue-uniform of the infantry, stood at the door-way to the hall.
"Come in here, Merrick," said the lieutenant, and Merrick came.
"How much is it you owe me now?--thirty-odd dollars, I think?"
"I believe it is, lieutenant," answered the man, with shifting eyes and general uneasiness of mien.
"You are not ready to pay it, I suppose; and you got it from me when we left Fort Raines, to help you out of that sc.r.a.pe there."
The soldier looked down and made no answer.
"Merrick, I want a note taken to town at once. I want _you_ to take it and get it to its address before eight o"clock. I want you to say no word to a soul. Here"s ten dollars. Hire old Murphy"s horse across the river and _go_. If you are put in the guard-house when you get back, don"t say a word; if you are tried by garrison court for crossing the bridge or absence without leave, plead guilty, make no defence, and I"ll pay you double your fine and let you off the thirty dollars. But if you fail me, or tell a soul of your errand, I"ll write to--you know who, at Raines. Do you understand, and agree?"
"I do. Yessir."
"Go and get ready, and be here in ten minutes."
Meantime, Captain Chester had followed Sloat to the adjutant"s office.
He was boiling over with indignation which he hardly knew how to control. He found the gray-moustached subaltern tramping in great perplexity up and down the room, and the instant he entered was greeted with the inquiry,--
"What"s gone wrong? What"s Jerrold been doing?"
"Don"t ask me any questions, Sloat, but answer. It is a matter of honor.
_What_ was your bet with Jerrold?"
"I oughtn"t to tell that, Chester. Surely it cannot be a matter mixed up with this."
"I can"t explain, Sloat. What I ask is unavoidable. Tell me about that bet."
"Why, he was so superior and airy, you know, and was trying to make me feel that he was so much more intimate with them all at the colonel"s, and that he could have that picture for the mere asking; and I got mad, and bet him he _never_ could."
"Was that the day you shook hands on it?"
"Yes."
"And that was her picture--_the_ picture, then--he showed you this morning."
"Chester, you heard the conversation: you were there: you know that I"m on honor not to tell."
"Yes, I know. That"s quite enough."
V.
Before seven o"clock that same morning Captain Chester had come to the conclusion that only one course was left open for him. After the brief talk with Sloat at the office he had increased the perplexity and distress of that easily-muddled soldier by requesting his company in a brief visit to the stables and corrals. A "square" and reliable old veteran was the quartermaster sergeant who had charge of those establishments; Chester had known him for years, and his fidelity and honesty were matters the officers of his former regiment could not too highly commend. When Sergeant Parks made an official statement there was no shaking its solidity. He slept in a little box of a house close by the entrance to the main stable, in which were kept the private horses of several of the officers, and among them Mr. Jerrold"s; and it was his boast that, day or night, no horse left that stable without his knowledge. The old man was superintending the morning labors of the stable-hands, and looked up in surprise at so early a visit from the officer of the day.
"Were you here all last night, sergeant?" was Chester"s abrupt question.
"Certainly, sir, and up until one o"clock or more."
"Were any horses out during the night,--any officers" horses, I mean?"
"No, sir, not one."
"I thought possibly some officers might have driven or ridden to town."
"No, sir. The only horses that crossed this threshold going out last night were Mr. Sutton"s team from town. They were put up here until near one o"clock, and then the doctor sent over for them. I locked up right after that, and can swear nothing else went out."