Nevertheless, we could not help knowing in our hearts that no normal girl could help preferring that celestial peac.o.c.k to our grey hen, and that Miss Destrey"s wish to be kind must have outstripped her obligation to be truthful. This knowledge was turning a screw round in our vitals, when His Highness himself appeared to give it a still sharper twist.
He had been standing at a short distance, talking with a small chauffeur of a peculiarly solemn cast of countenance. Now he turned and joined the ladies with a brisk step and an air of proprietorship.
The fact that he was wearing a long motor-coat, of a smart cut, and a peaked cap which became him excellently, struck me as ominous. Had he caught the birds--our birds--after all, at the last moment, and had they been too cowardly to let us know?
"Oh, good morning, Sir Ralph," said he. "So that is the famous car. Mine is a giant beside it, is it not? No doubt you and your friend are clever men, but you will need all your cleverness to provide comfortable accommodation for these ladies" luggage as well as themselves. I would not mind betting you ten to one that you will fail to do it to their satisfaction."
"I"ll take the bet if the ladies don"t mind," responded Terry promptly, those lazy Irish eyes of his very bright and dark.
"What--a bet? Why, that will be real fun," laughed the Countess, showing her dimples. "What is it to be?"
A slightly anxious expression hardened the lines of the Prince"s face when he found himself taken in earnest. "A thousand francs against a hundred of yours shall it be, Monsieur? I don"t wish to plunge my hand into your pockets," said he, shrewdly making a virtue of his caution.
"As you like," Terry a.s.sented. "Now for the test. Your luggage has come down, Countess?"
"Yes; here it all is," said Mrs. Kidder, guiltily indicating three stout hotel porters who stood in the background heavily laden. "Dear me, it _does_ look as if it was going to be a mighty tight squeeze, doesn"t it?"
In response to a gesture, the porters advanced in line, like the Three Graces; and counting rapidly, I made out that their load consisted of one good-sized "Innovation" cabin box, two enormous alligator-skin dressing bags, one small bag, and two capacious hold-alls, umbrellas, parasols, and a tea-basket.
I began to tremble for more than Terry"s five pounds. I now saw all the Prince"s guile. He had somehow managed to produce his car, and had, no doubt, used all his eloquence to persuade Mrs. Kidder that she would be justified in changing her mind at the last moment. That he had failed was owing either to her sense of honour or her liking for the English-speaking races over foreigners, even princely ones. But refusing to abandon hope, His Highness had pinned his last fluttering rag of faith upon the chance that our car would fail to fulfil its contract.
With this chance, and this alone still to depend upon, he had probably kept his melancholy chauffeur up all night, sponging and polishing. If the Panhard refused to absorb the ladies" luggage, there would be his radiant chariot waiting to console them in the bitter hour of their disappointment.
As Terry stood measuring each piece of luggage with his eye, silently apportioning it a place in the car, I felt as I had felt at "Monte"
when, at roulette, as many as three of my hard-won five franc pieces might easily go "bang," like the sixpence of another canny Scot. Will it be _rouge_; will it be _noir_?... I could never look; and I could not look now.
Turning to Beechy, who stood at my shoulder eagerly watching, I flung myself into conversation. "What are you laughing at?" I asked.
"At all of you," said the Infant. "But especially the Prince."
"Why especially the Prince?" I was growing interested.
"I should think you"d know."
"How could I know?"
"Because I guess you"re pretty bright. Sometimes I look at you, and you seem to be thinking the same things I am. I don"t know whether that makes me like you or hate you, but anyway it makes me give you credit for good wit. I"m not exactly _stupid_."
"I"ve noticed that. But about the Prince?"
"Can"t you guess how he got his automobile just in the nick of time?"
"Yes, I can guess; but maybe it wouldn"t be right."
"And maybe it would. Let"s see."
"Well, the Countess heard favourably from her lawyer in Denver on Tuesday, and paid down something in advance for the Dalmatian estate."
"_And_ the t.i.tle. Right first time. The "something" was eight thousand dollars."
"Phew!"
"That"s just the word for it. When she"s seen the place, she"ll pay the rest--eight thousand more. Quite a lot for those gold crowns on the luggage; but we all have our dolls with eyes to open or shut, and poor Mamma hasn"t had any chance to play dolls till just lately. She"s busy now having heaps of fun, and I"m having a little, too, in my simple childish way. Well, so long as we don"t interfere with each other!...
The Prince sees that Mamma can afford to buy dolls, so he would like to play with her, and me, and--"
"And he doesn"t want Barrymore and me in the playroom."
"I _thought_ you were bright! It made him just sick to think of you two walking off with us from under his nose. _There_ was his automobile in Paris, and there was he _here_, perfectly useless, because I"m sure he"d lent the auto to his uncle."
"To his uncle?" I echoed.
"Don"t you say that in England, or Scotland, or wherever you come from?
"Put it up the Spout"--p.a.w.ned it; and he couldn"t move one way or the other till he"d got Mamma"s money. The minute that was in his pocket he began to plan. The first thing he did was to tell Mamma that he had a surprise for her, which he"d been getting ready for several days, and it would be spoiled if we all went off with you and that awfully good-looking chauffeur of yours on Thursday. He said he _must_ have till Sat.u.r.day morning, and Mamma was so curious to know what the mystery was, and so afraid of hurting a real live Prince"s feelings, that she was finally persuaded to wait."
"Oh, that is the explanation of her letter to me."
"Yes. I suspected what was going on, but she didn"t; having dimples makes people so soft and good-natured. I don"t _know_ what the Prince did after she"d given her word to stay, but I guessed."
"He wired money to his chauffeur in Paris or somewhere, had the car got out of the clutches of that relative you referred to, and brought on here at top speed."
"But not its own speed. When it arrived here last night, it was just as spick and span as it is now."
"Then it must have come by train."
"That"s what I think. I bet the Prince was too much afraid some accident might happen to it on the way, and upset all his plans, to trust to having the thing driven down here by road."
"You must be careful not to let your brain develop too fast," I pleaded, "or when you grow up, you--"
"That"s such a long time off, I don"t need to worry yet," Miss Kidder remarked demurely. "Do you think I look more than my age?"
"No, but you _talk_ more," said I.
"How can you judge? What do you know about little girls like me?"
"I don"t know anything about little girls like you, because all the rest got broken; but if you"ll teach me, I"ll do my best to learn."
"The Prince is doing his best too, I guess. I wonder which will learn faster?"
"That depends partly on you. But I should have thought all his time was taken up with your mother."
"Oh my! no. He wants _her_ to think that. But you see, he"s got more time than anything else, so he has plenty to spare for me, and Maida too. Do you know what he called us to a friend of his in this hotel? The friend"s wife told her maid, and she pa.s.sed it on to our Agnes, who repeated it to me because we were sending her away. "Kid, Kidder, Kiddest." I"m Kiddest, of course; that"s easy enough; but it would save the Prince lots of trouble and brain-f.a.g if he only knew which was "Rich," which "Richer," and which "Richest.""
"Heavens!" I e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed. "If you have got together all this ma.s.s of worldly wisdom at thirteen, what will you have acc.u.mulated at twenty?"
"It all depends on when Mamma allows me to be twenty," retorted the little wretch. And what lengths this indecently frank conversation might have reached between us I dare not think, had not an exclamation from Terry cut it short.
"What do you say to that, Countess, and Miss Destrey? Have I won the bet?" he was demanding, his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket, as he stood to survey his work.
If I had not infinite belief in Terry"s true Irish ingenuity, I would have considered the day and the bet both lost before the test had been essayed. But he had justified my faith, and there on the almost obliterated lines of the motor-car, behold a place for everything, and everything in its place.