"Of course, he didn"t," laughed Penelope. And then: "Whatever is the matter with you this evening, Mr. Kent?"
"I guess I"m a little excited," said Kent. "Something has happened--something I can"t talk about over the wires. It concerns you and your mother and sister. You"ll know all about it as soon as I can find Ormsby and send him out to you."
Penelope"s "Oh!" was long-drawn and gasping.
"Is any one dead?" she faltered.
"No, no; it"s nothing of that kind. I"ll send Ormsby out, and he will tell you all about it."
"Can"t you come yourself?"
"I may have to if I can"t find Ormsby. Please don"t let your mother go to bed until you have heard from one or the other of us. Did you get that?"
"Ye-es; but I should like to know more--a great deal more."
"I know; and I"d like to tell you. But I am using the public telephone here at the Wellington, and--Oh, d.a.m.n!" Central had cut him out, and it was some minutes before the connection was switched in again. "Is that you, Miss Penelope? All right; I wasn"t quite through. When Ormsby comes, you must do as he tells you to, and you and Miss Elinor must help him convince your mother. Do you understand?"
"No, I don"t understand anything. For goodness" sake, find Mr. Ormsby and make him run! This is perfectly dreadful!"
"Isn"t it? And I"m awfully sorry. Good-by."
Kent hung up the receiver, and when he was asking a second time at the clerk"s desk for the missing man, Ormsby came in to answer for himself.
Whereupon the crisis was outlined to him in brief phrase, and he rose to the occasion, though not without a grimace.
"I"m not sure just how well you know Mrs. Hepzibah Brentwood," he demurred; "but it will be quite like her to balk. Don"t you think you"d better go along? You are the company"s attorney, and your opinion ought to carry some weight."
David Kent thought not; but a cautious diplomatist, having got the idea well into the back part of his head, was not to be denied.
"Of course, you"ll come. You are just the man I"ll need to back me up. I shan"t shirk; I"ll take the mother into the library and break the ice, while you are squaring things with the young women. Penelope won"t care the snap of her finger either way; but Elinor has some notion"s that you are fitter to cope with than I am. After, if you can give me a lift with Mrs. Hepzibah, I"ll call you in. Come on; it"s getting pretty late to go visiting."
Kent yielded reluctantly, and they took a car for the sake of speed. It was Penelope who opened the door for them at 124 Tejon Avenue; and Ormsby made it easy for his coadjutor, as he had promised.
"I want to see your mother in the library for a few minutes," he began.
"Will you arrange it, and take care of Mr. Kent until I come for him?"
Penelope "arranged" it, not without another added pang of curiosity, whereupon David Kent found himself the rather embarra.s.sed third of a silent trio gathered about the embers of the sitting-room fire.
"Is it to be a Quaker meeting?" asked Penelope, sweetly, when the silence had grown awe-inspiring.
Kent laughed for pure joy at the breaking of the spell.
"One would think we had come to drag you all off to jail, Ormsby and I,"
he said; and then he went on to explain. "It"s about your Western Pacific stock, you know. To-day"s quotations put it a point and a half above your purchase price, and we"ve come to persuade you to unload, _p.r.o.nto_, as the member from the Rio Blanco would say."
"Is that all?" said Penelope, stifling a yawn. "Then I"m not in it: I"m an infant." And she rose and went to the piano.
"You haven"t told us all of it: what has happened?" queried Elinor, speaking for the first time since her greeting of Kent.
He briefed the story of House Bill Twenty-nine for her, pointing out the probabilities.
"Of course, no one can tell what the precise effect will be," he qualified. "But in my opinion it is very likely to be destructive of dividends. Skipping the dry details, the new law, which is equitable enough on its face, can be made an engine of extortion in the hands of those who administer it. In fact, I happen to know that it was designed and carried through for that very purpose."
She smiled.
"I have understood you were in the opposition. Are you speaking politically?"
"I am stating the plain fact," said Kent, nettled a little by her coolness. "Decadent Rome never lifted a baser set of demagogues into office than we have here in this State at the present moment."
He spoke warmly, and she liked him best when he put her on the footing of an equal antagonist.
"I can"t agree with your inference," she objected. "As a people we are neither obsequious nor stupid."
"Perhaps not. But it is one of the failures of a popular government that an honest majority may be controlled and directed by a small minority of shrewd rascals. That is exactly what has happened in the pa.s.sage of this bill. I venture to say that not one man in ten who voted for it had the faintest suspicion that it was a "graft"."
"If that be true, what chances there are for men with the gift of true leadership and a love of pure justice in their hearts!" she said half-absently; and he started forward and said: "I beg pardon?"
She let the blue-gray eyes meet his and there was a pa.s.sing shadow of disappointment in them.
"I ought to beg yours. I"m afraid I was thinking aloud. But it is one of my dreams. If I were a man I should go into politics."
"To purify them?"
"To do my part in trying. The great heart of the people is honest and well-meaning: I think we all admit that. And there is intelligence, too.
But human nature is the same as it used to be when they set up a man who _could_ and called him a king. Gentle or simple, it must be led."
"There is no lack of leadership, such as it is," he hazarded.
"No; but there seems to be a pitiful lack of the right kind: men who will put self-seeking and unworthy ambition aside and lift the standard of justice and right-doing for its own sake. Are there any such men nowadays?"
"I don"t know," he rejoined gravely. "Sometimes I"m tempted to doubt it.
It is a frantic scramble for place and power for the most part. The kind of man you have in mind isn"t in it; shuns it as he would a plague spot."
She contradicted him firmly.
"No, the kind of man I have in mind wouldn"t shun it; he would take hold with his hands and try to make things better; he would put the selfish temptations under foot and give the people a leader worth following--be the real mind and hand of the well-meaning majority."
Kent shook his head slowly.
"Not unless we admit a motive stronger than the abstraction which we call patriotism."
"I don"t understand," she said; meaning, rather, that she refused to understand.
"I mean that such a man, however exalted his views might be, would have to have an object more personal to him than the mere dutiful promptings of patriotism to make him do his best."
"But that would be self-seeking again."
"Not necessarily in the narrow sense. The old knightly chivalry was a beautiful thing in its way, and it gave an uplift to an age which would have been frankly brutal without it: yet it had its well-spring in what appeals to us now as being a rather fantastic sentiment."