"What right?" Doria demanded.
"Never mind." She took a step forward. "Oh, no; not that right! Don"t you dare to think it. Jaff Chayne doesn"t care a tinker"s curse for me that way. But I have a right to speak, Jaff Chayne. Haven"t I?"
Jaffery"s mind went back to the Bedlam of the slithering cargo. He turned to Doria.
"Let her say what she wants."
"I want nothing!" cried Liosha. "Nothing for myself. Not a thing! But I want Jaff Chayne to be happy. You think you know all he has done for you, but you don"t. You don"t know a bit. They offered him thousands of pounds to go to Persia, and he would have come back a great man, and he didn"t go because of you."
"Persia? I never heard of that," said Doria.
"The job didn"t suit me," Jaffery growled.
"And you told her all about it?"
"No, he didn"t," said Liosha. "Hilary told me to-day."
"I take your word for it," said Doria coldly. "It only shows that I"m under one more obligation than I thought to Mr. Chayne."
From what I could gather, the word "obligation" infuriated Liosha. She uttered an avalanche of foolish things. And Jaffery (for what is man in a woman"s battle but an impotent spectator?) looked in silence from one: to the other; from the little ivory, black and white Tanagra figure to the great full creature whom he had seen, but a few days ago, with the salt spray in her hair and the wind in her vestments. And at last she said:
"If I were a woman like you and wouldn"t marry a man who loved me like Jaff Chayne, and who had done for me all that Jaff Chayne had done for you, I"d pray to G.o.d to blast me and fill my body with worms."
And then she burst out of the room, and, like a child seeking protection, came and threw herself down by my side.
What happened when she left them I know, because Jaffery kept me up till three o"clock in the morning narrating it to me, while he poured into his Gargantuan self hogsheads of whisky and soda.
When Liosha had gone, they eyed one another for a while in embarra.s.sing silence, until Doria spoke:
"She misunderstood--when she came in. Quite natural. It was your touch of pity that I couldn"t bear. I wasn"t repelling you, as she seemed to think."
"It cut me to the heart to see you in such grief," said Jaffery. "I only thought of comforting you."
"I know." She sat on a chair by the window and looked out at the pouring rain.
"Tell me," she said, without turning round, "what did she mean by saying she had the right to interfere in your affairs?"
"She saved my life at the risk of her own," replied Jaffery.
"I see. And you saved my life once; so perhaps you have rights over me."
"That would be d.a.m.nable!" he cried. "Such a thought has never entered my head."
"It is firmly fixed in mine," said Doria.
She sat for a while, with knitted brows deep in thought. Jaffery stood dejectedly by the fire, his hands in his pockets. Presently she rose.
"Besides saving my life and doing for me the things I know, there must be many things you"ve done for me that I never heard of--like this sacrifice of the Persian expedition. Liosha was right. I ought to go on my knees to you. But I can"t very well do that, can I?"
"No," replied Jaffery, scrabbling at whiskers and beard. "That would be stupid. You mustn"t worry about me at all. Whatever I did for you, my dear, I"d do a thousand times over again!"
"You must have your reward, such as it is. G.o.d knows you have earned it."
"Don"t talk about rights or rewards," said he. "As I"ve said repeatedly this afternoon, I"ve forfeited even your thanks."
"And I"ve said I forgive you--if there"s anything to forgive," she smiled, just a little wearily. "So that is wiped out. All the rest remains. Let us bury all past unhappiness between us two."
"I wish we could. But how?"
"There is a way."
"What is that?"
"You make things somewhat hard for me. You might guess. But I"ll tell you. Liosha again was right... . If you want me still, I will marry you. Not quite yet; but, say, in six months" time. You are a great-hearted, loyal man"--she continued bravely, faltering under his gaze--"and I will learn to love you and will devote my life to making you happy."
She glanced downwards with averted head, awaiting some outcry of gladness, surrendering herself to the quick clasp of strong arms. But no outcry came, and no arms clasped. She glanced up, and met a stricken look in the man"s eyes.
For Jaffery could not find a word to utter. A chill crept about his heart and his blood became as water. He could not move; a nightmare horror of dismay held him in its grip. The inconceivable had happened.
He no longer desired her. The woman who had haunted his thoughts for over two years, for whom he had made quixotic sacrifices, for whom he had made a mat of his great body so that she should tread stony paths without hurt to her delicate feet, was his now for the taking--n.o.bly self-offered--and with all the world as an apanage he could not have taken her. The phenomenon of s.e.x he could not explain. Once he had desired her pa.s.sionately. The ivory-white of her daintiness had fired his blood. He had fought with beasts. He had wrestled with his soul in the night watches. He had loved her purely and sweetly, too. But now, as she stood before him, recoiling a little from his fixed stare of pain, though she had suffered but little loss in beauty and in that of her which was desirable, he realised, in a kind of paralysis, that he desired her no more, that he loved her no more with the idealised love he had given to the elfin princess of his dreams. Not that he would not still do her infinite service. The pathos of her broken life moved him to an anguish of pity. For her soothing he would give all that life held for him, save one thing--which was no longer his to give. Another man glib of tongue and crafty of brain might have lied his way out of an abominable situation. But Jaffery"s craft was of the simplest. He could not trick the dead love into smiling semblance of life. His nature was too primitive. He could only stare in spellbound affright at the icy barrier that separated him from Doria.
"I see," she said tonelessly, moving slowly away from him. "Your feelings have changed. I am sorry."
Then he found power of motion and speech. He threw out his arms. "My G.o.d, dear, forgive me!" he groaned, and sat down and clutched his head in his hands. She returned to the window and looked out at the rain. And there she fought with her woman"s indignant humiliation. And there was a long, dead silence, broken only by the faintly heard notes of Susan"s piano in the nursery and the splash of water on the terrace.
Presently all that was good in Doria conquered. She crossed the room and laid a light hand on Jaffery"s head. It was the finest moment in her life.
"One can"t help these things. I know it too well. And no hearts are broken. So it"s all for the best."
He groaned again. "I didn"t know. I"d like to shoot myself."
She smiled, conscious of feminine superiority. "If you did, I should die, too. I tell you, it"s all for the best. I love you as I never loved you before. I usen"t to love you a little bit. But I should have had to learn to love you as a wife--and it might have been difficult."
A moment afterwards she appeared in the library, serenely matter-of-fact. Liosha started round in her chair and looked defiantly at her rival.
"Would both of you mind coming into the drawing-room for a minute?"
We followed her. She held the door, which I was about to shut, and left it open. Before Jaffery had time to rise at our entrance, I caught sight of him sitting as she had left him, great clumps of his red hair sticking through his fingers. His face was a picture of woe. I can imagine nothing more like it than that of a conscience smitten lion.
Doria ran her arm through mine and kept me near the doorway.
"I"ve asked Jaffery to marry me," she said, in a steady voice, "and he doesn"t want to. It"s because he loves a much better woman and wants to marry her."
Then while Jaffery and Liosha gasped in blank astonishment, she swung me abruptly out of the room and slammed the door behind her.
"There," she said, and flung up her little bead, "what do you think of that?"