"I"ve got to go out of town," he explained. "I"ll be gone a couple of days."
"But this is only Wednesday!"
"And usually I don"t go before Sat.u.r.day?" He was tapping at his cigarette-case as they came to their taxi. "Yes. But something has happened."
He helped her in and lifted his foot to follow.
"Gloria," he muttered, "I can"t make it. If I see you home I will miss the last boat across the bay."
She was more and more interested. She had never known Gratton to show emotion as he showed it to-night; she was more and more curious about that "business" which carried him out of town. Why hadn"t he tossed the telegram across the table for her to read? Here was a shut door, and from being barred a door always invites the more temptingly. Especially to a girl like Gloria.
"Why, I can go home alone--"
"I don"t like it. I--" He ended abruptly and thrust his head into the car, his eyes questing hers in the half-light; the chauffeur with his engine going looked over his shoulder.
"Come with me, Gloria!"
Gloria wondered what he meant: whether the man was suggesting an elopement or just a wild bit of downright unconventionality.
"I mean it," said Gratton. "Listen. The new day has already started. By the time the ferry lands us in Oakland it will be nearly three o"clock.
I"ve got to drive up into the country; we"ll phone your mother and will start right away. We"ll get there long before noon; we"ll be back before night. It would mean only a day"s outing and no harm done. Won"t you come, Gloria? Please come!" He pulled out his watch again. "We"ve just got time to catch the boat comfortably." He called to the taxi-driver, "To the ferry," and jumped in.
"But----"
"You can come as far as the ferry, anyway. Even if you won"t give me a day of motoring. It"s wonderful out in the country this time of year.
And----"
When they came to the ferry there was no time for debating the matter; the crowd was pouring toward the last boat, and Gloria, her eyes bright with the joy of her escapade, went with him through the little gate where the tickets were presented for the last boat across the bay. It was unconventional, as she saw quite clearly. But to Gloria unconventionality was a condition fairly divided into two widely separated browsing-grounds; there was the thing which was just "daring"; there was that other which was ugly because it was "compromising." This adventure promised to fall into the safer category; to be off motoring with Mr. Gratton from three o"clock in the morning until late afternoon was what she considered a "lark."
They laughed together in antic.i.p.ation as they crossed the bay. They sat where they could watch the red and green lights, reflected like topazes and rubies in the shimmering water, fall away and dwindle as the silhouette of the embarcadero receded. On the electric train they were whizzed among many sleepy folk into a sleeping town, Oakland, drowsing and silent. Gratton summoned a somnolent taxi-driver and they were whisked through the cool air to a garage. He left her a moment, sitting in the taxi, while he ran in and arranged for a roadster.
Gloria, left to her own thoughts, began to regret having come. The thing, reviewed in solitude, was "crazy." She grew vaguely distressed.
She wanted to go back to San Francisco--but there would be no boat now until full morning, three or four hours; she could not get home before seven or half-past seven o"clock. She tried to recall a friend on this side of the bay to whom she could go at this time of night--day, rather!
Her lips shaped to a half smile.
"I"ve got the car." Gratton was back offering to help her down. "And I phoned your mother."
"Was she----?"
"She trusts you with me, Gloria," he said quickly.
She let him help her into the car he had hired. Gratton took the wheel and turned into San Pablo Avenue. The street was deserted and he gently pressed down the throttle; he had hired a dependable, high-priced car, and the motor sang softly. The wind blew in Gloria"s face and her zest came back to her.
Gratton would not tell her where they were going; he made a great lark of their escapade, a.s.suring her gaily that their destination was reserved as the final surprise for her. He evaded laughingly when she asked. "Maybe we"ll keep right on going, always and always," he jested with her. She thought that under the jest there was a queer note; when his eyes flashed briefly toward her she tried to read their message. But the hour, mystery-filled, filled them with mystery.
Gloria began laughing.
"What will we look like to-morrow--I mean when it"s full day! Me dressed like this--you in evening suit!"
"By Jove!" said Gratton. Then he laughed with her. "It"s the lark of my life."
The ocean breeze smarted in their eyes, the motor thrummed merrily, trees and houses flew by, the racing car leaped to fresh speed. On the cement highway the spinning tyres whined musically.
They were far up-country when the sun rose. Gloria, very sleepy now, watched it climb above the hills. She had watched the sunrise last June--with Mark King. Later, again with Mark King, she had seen it thrust its great burning disk above the pine ridges.
She was asleep and started wide awake when the car stopped suddenly.
They were in the one street of a little town; it must be eight o"clock.
She was cold.
"What do you say to a cup of coffee? And toast and eggs?"
"I am hungry," she confessed.
Over their breakfast in the little wayside restaurant, with its untidy tables and greasy lunch-counter, it was Gratton who did all of the talking. Gloria by now realized that she was downright sorry she had come. He seemed eager, his eyes very bright, his voice quick and vibrant with an electrical urge dominating. She wondered vaguely what made him seem "different."
"The waiter," she said as they finished, "is staring his head off at our clothes."
"We"re going to remedy that matter. Come on; the stores are open."
"Fancy shopping here!" The thought made her laugh.
"Just the place for what we want. Khaki trousers and flannel shirt and boots for me; an outing-suit for you."
He took her arm and they walked the half-dozen doors to the dry-goods store.
"I haven"t a cent with me----"
"Let me be your banker," he said lightly.
Gloria hesitated. But very briefly. Hot coffee had done much for her drooping courage; the escapade, even this going at eight o"clock in the morning into a country store with a man, and on money borrowed from the man, was an experience to put the gay note of adventure back into the affair.
Gloria made her purchases in fifteen minutes and the change from theatre gown into an olive outing-suit in another fifteen. Her discarded garments were gathered up, put into a cardboard box by the clerk, and wrapped in heavy paper to be stowed away in the car. She confronted Gratton smilingly in her new garb, her hands in her pockets, her face saucy, her slim body boyish in its swagger and richly feminine in its unhidden curves. Gratton"s eyes shone, quick with admiration. She laughed and a flush came into her cheeks as he gravely paid for her clothing and his own. When they went to their car both were strangely silent.
"I owe you a lot of money," she said with a.s.sumed carelessness.
"Which I hope you never repay," he returned meaningly.
At nine o"clock they were threading the streets of Sacramento. At a little after ten they were in Auburn. They drove through "Old Town,"
pa.s.sed the courthouse and through the newer portion of the village; by the Freeman Hotel and the railroad-yards, through the "subway" under the tracks, and turned off to the right, leaving the highway for the first time and skirting the olive-orchards on the hill. Then, sweeping around a wide curve they caught the first glimpse of the American River deep down in its historic canon. On, over a narrow, red-dirt road, closer down to the gorge, across the long bridge, up and up the steep, writhing grade. They came to the top of the ridge; raced through Cool, through Lotus----
"Coloma!" gasped Gloria. "You are going to Coloma!"
He slowed the car down that he might look at her keenly.
"Well?" he said lightly.
"It is to Coloma that you have been coming every week!"
"Well?" he said a second time.