"The facts," said the girl, taking a sandwich from Gray, "are that I am in possession of the dog and you merely claim possession."
They fed him alternately and in silence--until their opinion became unanimous that it was dangerous, for the present, to feed him any more.
The puppy begged and pleaded and cajoled and danced--a most appealing and bewitching little creature, silvery white and blue-ticked, with a tiny tan point over each eye and a black and tan saddle.
"Lavarack," observed Gray.
"English," she nodded.
It wagged not only its little, whippy tail, but in doing so wriggled its entire hind quarters, showing no preference for either of its rescuers, but bestowing winning and engaging favours impartially.
The girl could endure it no longer, but s.n.a.t.c.hed the puppy to her with a soft little cry, and cuddled it tight. Gray looked on gloomily. Then, when she released it, he took it and caressed it in masculine fashion.
There was no discernible difference in its affectionate responses.
After the dog had lavished enthusiasm and affection on its saviours to the point of physical exhaustion, it curled up on the hot sand between them. At first, when they moved or spoke, the little, silky head was quickly lifted, and the brown eyes turned alertly from one to the other of the two beings most beloved on earth. But presently only the whippy tail stirred in recognition of their voices. And finally the little dog slept in the hot sunshine.
XVIII
For a long while, seated on either side of the slumbering puppy, they remained silent, in fascinated contemplation of what they had rescued.
Finally Gray said slowly: "It may seem odd to you that I should be so firm and uncompromising concerning my right to a very small dog which may be duplicated in the North for a few dollars."
She lifted her brown eyes to his, then let them fall again on the dog.
"The reason is this," said Gray. "The native dogs I dislike intensely.
Dogs imported from the North soon die in this region. But this little pup was evidently born on shipboard and on tropical seas. I think he"s very likely to survive the climate. And as I am obliged to reside here for a while, and as I am to live all alone, this pup is a G.o.dsend to me."
The girl, still resting her eyes on the sleeping puppy, said very quietly:
"I do not desire to appear selfish, but a girl is twice as lonely as a man. And as I fortunately first discovered the dog it seems to me absolutely right and just that I should keep him."
Gray sat pouring sand through his fingers and casting an occasional oblique glance at the girl. She was not sunburned, so she must be a recent arrival. She spoke with a northern accent, which determined her origin.
_What_ was she doing down here on this absurd island? Why didn"t she go back to St. Augustine where she belonged?
"You know," he said craftily, "I can buy a very nice little dog indeed for you in St. Augustine."
"I am not stopping in St. Augustine. Besides, there are only horrid little lap-dogs there."
"Don"t you like lap-dogs--Pomms, Pekinese, Maltese?" he inquired persuasively.
"No."
"You are unlike the majority of girls then. What sort of dog do you like?"
"Setters," she explained with decision.
And as he bit his lip in annoyed silence she added:
"Setter puppies are what I adore."
"I"m sorry," he said bluntly.
She added, not heeding his observation: "I am mad about setter puppies, particularly English setter puppies. And when I try to realise that I discovered a shipwrecked one all by myself, and rescued it, I can scarcely believe in such an adorable miracle."
It was on the tip of his tongue to offer to purchase the pup, but a quick glance at the girl checked him. She was evidently perfectly sincere, and the quality of her was unmistakable.
Already, within these few minutes, her skin had begun to burn a delicate rose tint from the sun"s fierce reflection on the white sands. Her hair was a splendid golden brown, her eyes darker, or perhaps the long, dark lashes made them seem so. She was daintily and prettily made, head, throat, shoulders, and limbs; she wore a summer gown so waistless and limp that it conformed to the corsetless fashions in vogue, making evident here and there the contours of her slim and supple figure.
From the tip of her white shoe to the tip of her hat she was the futile and exquisite essence of Gotham.
Gray realised it because he lived there himself. But he could not understand where all her determination and obstinacy came from, for she seemed so young and inexperienced, and there was about her a childish dewiness of eye and lip that suggested a blossom"s fragrance.
She was very lovely; and that was all very well in its way, but Gray had come down there on stern business, and how long his business might last, and how long he was to inhabit a palmetto bungalow above the coquina quarry he did not know. The coquina quarry was as hot as the infernal pit. Also, snakes frequented it.
No black servant--promised him faithfully in St. Augustine the day before--had yet arrived. A few supplies had been sent over from St.
Augustine, and he was camping in his little house of logs, along with wood-ticks, blue lizards, white ants, gophers, hornets, and several chestnut-colored scorpions.
"I wouldn"t mind yielding the dog to you," he admitted, "if I were not so horribly lonely on this miserable island. When evening comes, _you_ will go back to luxury and comfort somewhere or other, with dinner awaiting you and servants to do everything, and a nice bed to retire to.
That"s a pleasant picture, isn"t it?"
"Very," she replied, with a slight shrug.
"Now," he said, "please gaze mentally upon this other picture. _I_ am obliged to go back to a shack haunted by every species of creature that this wretched island harbours.
"There will be no dinner for me except what I can scoop out of a tin; no servants to do one bally thing for me; no bed.
"Listen attentively," he continued, becoming slightly dramatic as he remembered more clearly the horrors of the preceding night--his first on Ibis Island. "I shall go into that devilish bungalow and look around like a scared dog, standing very carefully in the exact centre of the room. And what will be the first object that my unwilling eyes encounter? A scorpion! Perhaps two, crawling out from the Spanish moss with which the c.h.i.n.ks of that miserable abode are stuffed. I shall slay it--or _them_--as the case may be. Then a blue-tailed lizard will frisk over the ceiling--or perhaps one of those big, heavy ones with blunt, red heads. Doubtless at that same instant I shall discover a wood-tick advancing up one of my trousers" legs. Spiders will begin to move across the walls. Perhaps a snake or two will then develop from some shadowy corner."
He waved his arm impressively and pointed at the sleeping puppy.
"Under such circ.u.mstances," he said pathetically, "would you care to deprive me of this little companion sent by Providence for me to rescue out of the sea?"
She, too, had been steadily pouring sand between her white fingers during the moving recital of his woes. Now she looked up, controlling a shudder.
"Your circ.u.mstances, with all their attendant horrors, are my own," she began. "I, also, since last night, inhabit a picturesque but most horrid bungalow not very far from here; and every one of the creatures you describe, and several others also, inhabit it with me. Do you wonder I want _some_ companionship? Do you wonder that I am inclined to cling to this little dog--whether or not it may seem ill bred and selfish to you?"
He said: "I suppose all the houses in this lat.i.tude harbour tarantulas, centipedes, and similar things, but you must remember that you do not live alone as I do----"
"Yes, I do!"
"What?"
"Certainly. I engaged two black servants in St. Augustine, but they have not arrived, and I was obliged to remain all alone in that frightful place last night."