CHAPTER XVIII
Jaffery caught sight of her at the same time and gripped my arm. Her eyes travelling from mine to his flashed indignant anger. Then she turned haughtily. We tried to edge nearer her, but she was just beyond the convergence of two side currents which pushed us even further away.
The gangway was fixed and the movement of the conglomerate ma.s.s began.
Presently Jaffery again seized my arm.
"There"s the brute waiting for her."
And there on the quay, with a flower in his b.u.t.tonhole and a smile on his fat face, stood Mr. Ras Fendihook. He met her at the foot of the gangway, and obviously told at once of our presence, sought us anxiously with his gaze; then with an air of bravado waved his hat--a hard white felt--and cried out: "Cheer O!" We did not respond. He grinned at us and linking his arm through Liosha"s joined the stream of pa.s.sengers hurrying across the stones to the custom-sheds.
"Stop," Jaffery roared.
They turned, as indeed did everybody within earshot. Fendihook would have gone on, but Liosha very proudly drew him out of the stream into a clear s.p.a.ce and, prepared for battle, awaited us. When we had struggled our slow way down and reached the quay she advanced a few steps looking very terrible in her wrath.
"How dare you follow me?"
"Come further away from the crowd," said Jaffery, and with an imperious gesture he swept the three of us along the quay to the stern of the boat, where only a few idle sailor men were lounging, and a sergeant de ville was pacing on his leisurely beat.
"I said you would make a fool of yourself one of these days if I didn"t play dragon," he said, at a sudden halt. "I"ve come to play dragon with a vengeance." He marched on Fendihook. "Now you."
"How d"ye do, old c.o.c.k? Didn"t expect you here," he said jauntily.
"Don"t be insolent," replied Jaffery in a remarkably quiet tone. "You know very well why I"m here."
"Jaff Chayne--" Liosha began.
He waved her off. "Take her away, Hilary."
"Come," said I. "I"ll tell you all about it."
"He has got to tell me, not you."
"I certainly don"t know why the devil you"re here," said Fendihook, with sudden nastiness.
"I"ve come to save this lady from a dirty blackguard."
"How are you going to do it?"
Jaffery addressed Liosha. "You said in your letter--"
"You wrote to him, you crazy fool, after all my instructions?" snarled Fendihook.
"You said in your letter you were going to marry this man."
"Sure," said Liosha.
"And are you going to marry this lady?"
"Certainly."
"Why didn"t you marry her in England?"
"I told you in my letter," said Liosha. "See here--we don"t want any of your interference." And she planted herself by the side of her abductor, glaring defiance at Jaffery.
Jaffery smiled. "You told her that because she was a widow and an Albanian she would find considerable obstacles in her way and would forfeit half her money to the Government. You lying little skunk!"
The vibration in Jaffery"s voice arrested Liosha. She looked swiftly at Fendihook.
"Wasn"t it true what you told me?"
"Of course not," I interposed. "You were as free to marry in England as Mrs. Considine."
She paid no attention to me.
"Wasn"t it true?" she repeated.
Fendihook laughed in vulgar bl.u.s.ter. "You didn"t take all that rot seriously, you silly cuckoo?"
Liosha drew a step away from him and regarded him wonderingly. For the first time doubt as to his straight-dealing rose in her candid mind.
"She did," said Jaffery. "She also took seriously your promise to marry her in France."
"Well, ain"t I going to marry her?"
"No," said Jaffery. "You can"t."
"Who says I can"t?"
"I do. You"ve got a wife already and three children."
"I"ve divorced her."
"You haven"t. You"ve deserted her, which isn"t the same thing. I"ve found out all about you. You shouldn"t be such a famous character."
Liosha stood speechless, for a moment, quivering all over, her eyes burning.
"He"s married already--" she gasped.
"Certainly. He decoyed you here just to seduce you."
Liosha made a sudden spring, like a tigress, and had it not been for Jaffery"s intervening boom of an arm, her hands would have been round Fendihook"s throat.
"Steady on," growled Jaffery, controlling her with his iron strength.
Fendihook, who had started back with an oath, grew as white as a sheet.
I tapped him on the arm.
"You had better hook it," said I. "And keep out of her way if you don"t want a knife stuck into you. Yes," I added, meeting a scared look, "you"ve been playing with the wrong kind of woman. You had better stick to the sort you"re accustomed to."
"Thank you for those kind words," said he. "I will."