"This isn"t a matter for the police. You look like a white man.
What"s your job worth to you a week?"
"Anywhere from fifty to seventy-five; depends on the fares I get," the chauffeur returned promptly.
"I think I can use you. What is your name?"
"Daniel Morrissey, Miss."
"I"m Willa Murdaugh." She gave no heed to the man"s respectful stare.
"I"ll give you a hundred a week flat. You throw up your job, meet me to-morrow at the Circle at ten in the morning and we"ll go and buy a good car, light and strong and fast. Can you drive a racer?"
"Anything on wheels but a locomotive!"
"All right. I"ll pay you for six months, whether I use you that long or not, and make you a present of the car when I"m through with you.
Is it a go, Dan?"
Then ensued the spectacle of Miss Willa Murdaugh, most important debutante of the season, and Daniel Morrissey, chauffeur, binding the bargain with a solemn handshake.
While her new ally waited, she mounted the steps of the porch and rang the bell. Hurried footsteps thumped along the hall within, and a weazened, hunch backed lad smiled eagerly in the doorway.
"Greeting to thee, Jose." Willa spoke in soft, liquid Spanish. "I have come to tell thee that we are safe here no longer. We must seek another casa this very day."
Dinner-time came and pa.s.sed, and the Halstead family sat in strained silence, their engagements forgotten in the new anxiety which enshrouded them. Mason North, hastily summoned to the conference, paced the floor restlessly.
"It was a mistake, Irene!" he said at last. "If you had told me I would never have sanctioned it. You can"t treat a girl of Willa"s type that way."
"But something had to be done!" Mrs. Halstead cried. "You and Ripley were both powerless to combat her, and we must know what scandal these mysterious errands of hers are likely to portend. This is what comes of putting a beggar on horseback!"
"And there is nothing to prevent her riding straight back to Mexico, renouncing the inheritance and daring us to go after her!" the lawyer retorted. "Where would your share of your uncle"s estate go then, my dear Irene? The girl"s never been too keen on this proposition, anyhow, as I"ve tried to make you realize; drive her too hard, and she"ll throw the whole thing to the four winds."
"I"ll master her yet." Mrs. Halstead spoke through set teeth. "No insolent chit of a girl can defy me! The conditions of the will give me a certain amount of authority and I shall exercise it to the limit.
Willa must be controlled."
"Then play fair!" A voice sounded from the doorway, and Willa herself looked in on them. "Don"t set your servants to spy on me and try to interfere with affairs which are my concern alone."
"My dear child! What a frightful hour you have given us!" Mason North wrung her hand in hearty relief. "Come in and sit down, and we will talk it all over. We are willing to admit that an injustice has been done you, but we must clear the air once and for all."
Willa complied.
"I think it is about time for an understanding," she said. "I don"t want any admissions or recriminations, and I don"t intend to submit to a lot of questions. Let"s get right down to business. Do you want to start?"
The lawyer hesitated, taken aback by her cool, matter-of-fact manner.
It bore no trace of insolence, yet conveyed a serene poise and grasp of the situation which was disconcerting.
"No, Willa." It was Ripley Halstead who replied mildly. The two younger Halsteads merely stared. "Tell us just what is on your mind.
I want you to be happy here; that is the first consideration."
"I"m not thinking about that just now." Willa"s calm, direct gaze moved from one to the other of them. "I"m going to speak plainly; it"s the best thing for all of us. This thing is a business proposition, pure and simple. If it were not for the terms of Grandfather Murdaugh"s will no one would ever have tried to find me; no one made the least attempt to help my father and mother, on even see that they were given a fair chance to help themselves. I"m not unmindful of the kindness you"ve all shown me here, however. Cousin Irene has been very conscientious in trying to make a lady of me, but that was a part of her bargain, wasn"t it?"
Mrs. Halstead glared, but made no comment, and after a moment the girl went on wistfully:
"Of course, if we could have grown fond of each other it would have made things easier, but I"m so different from you-all that I guess you couldn"t really like me. It looks to me as if we were all sort of in partnership to carry out the terms of Grandfather"s will, and whether we like each other or not we"ve got to stick or get out of the game.
Whether we"re civil to each other or not, too, depends on our own decency, I expect, but we"ve got to play square."
She paused, and the lawyer remarked:
"We are all ready to, my dear Willa. We are only trying to safeguard your interests, and yourself. You are very young and unsophisticated and you know nothing of the city. We feel that you should be frank with us and tell us where it is that you go by yourself and what errand takes you. What are we to think if you do not explain?"
"I don"t know," Willa replied simply. "Partners trust each other, don"t they?"
Ripley Halstead smiled.
"Not always, Willa. But in this case we do not distrust your good intent, only your impulsiveness and inexperience. We really need not have made a family matter of this; do you wish to speak to your Cousin Irene alone, or to Mr. North and me?"
Willa opened wide eyes.
"Why should I? I have nothing to tell anyone. I suppose I seem awfully young and foolish to you, but I"m not afraid New York has much danger for me; I"ve taken care of myself in all sorts of situations, among the roughest hombres that ever crossed the border. You must trust me now. I am not doing anything wrong, I give you my word; anything that would create scandal in the way Cousin Irene fears. It"s just an affair of my own, that started before I ever knew I was Willa Murdaugh; it"s a kind of a trust laid on me, and I must fulfill it alone."
There was a ring in her tones that was almost solemn, and as the lawyer looked into her clear, young face his former vague hypothesis that his ward was being blackmailed faded forever from his mind. Whatever the situation confronting her might be, she was the prime mover and the initiative was hers. What strange motive could lurk behind her calm surety and singleness of purpose?
"I can tell you where she goes, if you want to know!"
Angie said suddenly and turned with a mendacious inspiration on her brother. "So could Vernie. He saw her! It"s to a little frame cottage away up on the Parkway."
"_I_ saw her!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Vernon, glowering at her. "I like that! I never said anything of the kind, and it isn"t true, anyway!"
"What does it matter?" Willa asked wearily. "I will not be shamed by being spied upon by servants. Am I to be trusted on my word of honor that I am doing nothing wrong, or shall I go away?"
"Certainly not, my dear girl." Ripley Halstead rose and held out his hand. "I"ll apologize, if my wife does not, for the trick that was attempted to-day. We will trust you absolutely, but I should like to have your a.s.surance that if you find yourself in any difficulty you will come to either Mr. North or me."
"I"ll gladly promise that." Willa turned hesitatingly toward Mrs.
Halstead. "I am really very sorry if I have been insolent, but Liane"s behavior this afternoon aroused all my fighting blood."
Mrs. Halstead kissed her coldly.
"I hope you realize that I thought I was doing only my duty. There is one question I must ask you, though, and since you refuse to discuss this with me privately you must take the consequences. In justice to yourself I will say that I do not believe you capable of carrying on a vulgar flirtation or intrigue, but remember we knew practically nothing of you when we took you into our home. If you are interested in anyone, if you are secretly engaged, you should tell us and your fiance must present himself here. Willa, is there a man in the case?"
The girl smiled slowly and gazed off into s.p.a.ce. Watching her, Mason North drew a deep breath, for into her changing expression there came a look of implacable, pa.s.sionless vengeance which made her for the moment the personification of Fate.
"Yes," she said at last. "There is a man in the case, Cousin Irene, but not as you imagine. I have not seen him since I left Mexico and personally he is nothing to me; in fact, I scarcely know him, as you count knowing a person. I have a little matter of business to settle with him, that is all."
Mrs. Halstead sighed and turned to the door as the butler appeared.
"What is it, Welsh?"
"A gentleman, Madam." He extended the salver.
Mrs. Halstead glanced at the card and then quickly toward her daughter, and her face broke into an exultant smile.