It was an afternoon in late January, and the banker, bundled in a great overcoat and numerous rugs, had reined his team to a halt at the spot where he found the engineer. The air was cutting. Steam in sharp jets came from the nostrils of his pair of bays, as from those of the horses straining at the plows and sc.r.a.pers in the stretch of partially excavated ca.n.a.l near by.
Lee went forward to the buggy, slapping his gloved hands together to quicken their circulation.
"What do you want of me, Mr. Menocal?" he asked. "You"re picking a frosty day to look at the scenery."
"Well, there"s a matter that"s been troubling my mind for some time and I decided to let it go no longer. We have our differences, Mr.
Bryant, but I wouldn"t wish you to believe me responsible for a number of annoyances to which you"ve been put. I am a gentleman; I fight fair. For instance, I was quite within my rights in suggesting those men take homesteads down yonder along the base of the mountains, though I was wrong in my guess. Also, in taking advantage of the law under which you were limited by the Land and Water Board, I wasn"t stepping out of bounds. But I"ve learned that some time ago a man introduced whisky into camp against your rules, and I wish to tell you that I knew nothing of it at the time and would countenance no sort of disgraceful act like that."
"I judged that you wouldn"t," said Lee.
"Then again last summer someone killed your dog, I understand. That was a bad deed. I am fond of dogs, and had I been able to learn who did it I should have informed you so that you could have had Winship arrest him. Since that time, too, there have been other things, many of them--men cutting your telephone wire, removing your survey stakes, and the like. All making you angry. Well, I was angry when I heard that those things were being done. Resorting to questionable and criminal tactics against any man is the worst possible course a person can follow. I do not do it in your case; I will prevent any one else from doing it if I can. You have the right to work undisturbed."
"I never connected you with these underhanded acts," the engineer stated.
"Thank you, Mr. Bryant. It pleases me to hear you say that. I should like to see you lose your water right, of course; it would mean much money in my pocket; but I"ll not do contemptible things or crooked things to get possession of it."
Lee glanced at the speaker"s face. It was sincere, earnest, and now relieved. He felt an increase of respect for the man, opponent though he was. Menocal appeared, to be sure, unable to comprehend the ethics involved in seeking to thwart Bryant, but he was scrupulous and honourable within his understanding. Far more so than Gretzinger, for instance. Or Charlie Menocal. The thought of the banker"s son pulled Bryant up. Should he mention his conviction that Charlie was the instigator of the mischief discussed? As he was still in doubt when his visitor turned the subject, he let it rest.
"The way you"re going ahead with your ca.n.a.l, I"m afraid that my chance of retaining the water is poor, very poor," Menocal said, with a lugubrious sigh. He drew his fat chin deeper into his coat collar, tugged at the ice on his big white moustache, and ran his eyes up and down the long line of moving teams. "And it will cost me a lot of money." Again the sigh. "I didn"t think you could do it; I didn"t think any man in the world could do it. In cold weather, in ninety days! I said it was impossible. Charlie said it was impossible.
Everyone said it was impossible."
"Everyone except my contractor and me," Lee interjected, smiling a tight smile.
The other nodded. "Except you, yes. And you"re showing us that after all it"s not impossible. I shall never say again that anything is impossible. If I ever have a big ditch to build, I shall insist, Mr.
Bryant, that you take charge. Then I would say, "I should like to have it built so and so, and by such a time," and sit down at my desk and think no more of it, knowing it would be built."
Bryant laughed softly. He could not help doing so. That nave avowal from the one whom he considered his chief enemy tickled his fancy. And presently Menocal, catching the humour of it, himself began to smile.
"I shouldn"t be surprised if we have had a misconception of each other," Lee stated.
"Ah, _cielos!_ That is nothing less than the truth. What a pity, too, my young friend, that we could not have found it out earlier. Our affair, perhaps--we might have reached a satisfactory agreement. This winter work, it is costing you something."
"A good many extra thousand."
"And, alas, costing me even more! But it is too late now." He made a tragic gesture. "It has gone too far. Within two or three weeks it will be settled one way or the other. For you if the weather remains good; for me if the weather becomes stormy." He again studied the moving horses along the ca.n.a.l. "For me then--perhaps. You might not allow even a great storm to stop you, in some way. This winter is remarkable; there seem to be no storms to happen. You"re very lucky."
"Yes, I am in that respect."
"Well, I"ve done all that I shall do in the matter. I"ve become quite calm, fatalistic. There"s nothing else to be." He gathered up his reins.
"That"s a good team you have," Lee remarked.
"Of the very best. I disliked to use them in this cold, but Charlie had gone with the car to Kennard. Va! He is never at home any more. It would be well if I made him drive a team on your ditch."
"Send him along; I"ll give him a job," Lee said.
The banker shook his head.
"He would say I was crazy and he wouldn"t come. He doesn"t even attend to matters that require attention. This winter he has been running too much with idle men in town and spending money as if it took no effort to get it, as if it could be picked off of weeds. It"s very perplexing. I am too easy with Charlie, I let him have his way too much. I should put him in a pair of overalls for a while and say, "You are going out with a band of sheep; you have to work." Several times I"ve made up my mind to do that, but when the moment came I couldn"t say it. He isn"t robust, he has always had the best of everything, and he"s been educated in a college."
"Cut off his allowance and take away his automobile. He would stay at home and attend to business then," Lee offered.
"But it would shame him. He isn"t a little boy any longer; he"s thirty years old. The trouble is that he isn"t like me, particular and careful; he"s wild and impatient and reckless. His mother wasn"t that way, I am not that way--I don"t know where he got that nature."
Menocal senior drove off and Bryant turned back to his work. The pity of the thing was, as the banker had stated, that they had been hasty in the beginning, that they had not sought to come to an understanding, some arrangement. It was another mistake. To Lee his whole past here was beginning to appear a record of oversights, incredible misjudgements, blinded blunders, and ghastly mistakes.
CHAPTER XXIV
Ghastly mistakes! Some cynic has said the only mistake in life a man can make is "to go broke." Bryant did not realize until afterward the irony lurking in the penumbra of the talk with Menocal. He was broke, unable to proceed, even while he listened to the banker"s commendation. The workmen were busy, it was true, and the horses were pulling loaded fresnos, and plows were cutting the trench deeper; but that was an expiring motion, a last falling gesture. Only a few wretched dollars lay at the bottom of the money chest. A day more, and Menocal would have won.
That evening Lee climbed in his car and drove away from camp. Carrigan had said nothing, but he as well as Bryant knew the company"s bank account was drained; he would expect a settlement and when it was made, discharge the crews, pull up stakes, and move his property to Kennard. At Sarita Creek Bryant alighted.
"I wish to see Ruth," he told Imogene. "Is she away? Her cabin is dark and I obtained no answer to my knock."
"She"s gone to town."
"Well, I wanted to tell her I"ve failed. Work stops to-morrow. Out of money. And less than two miles to build!"
Imogene"s face became a picture of dismay.
"Oh, no, Lee! There must be some way to go on, some place to obtain money," she cried.
"None. I"ve tried, but have reached the end of my rope. Only twenty thousand more needed, or maybe twenty-five. Just enough to hammer through during the next two weeks. But it might as well be a million.
I decided to inform Ruth at once; she might consider it important."
"She would," said she, positively.
"I haven"t been to Sarita Creek before since you returned. You can guess why."
"Yes."
"Does Ruth suspect that I"ve ceased to love her?" he asked, frowning.
"I think not. There was considerable talk on her part about being bored with Kennard and how happy she would be when she was married, but it was on the surface. She"s really waiting for something I"m not able to divine. I"m reminded when I observe her of a card-player studying a hand before the cards begin to fall."
"Where is she to-night? With Charlie Menocal?"
"With Gretzinger."
"Gretzinger back?"
"Arrived in Kennard this morning. Two days ago Ruth received a letter with a New York post-mark and became very animated. I"m sure she has had none before. Then late this afternoon the man himself appeared here, ate supper with us, and took Ruth off to a concert in town. He said he had business in camp with you to-morrow."
"Ruth"s spirits have revived and her retirement has ended," Lee remarked, with sarcasm. "Well, don"t say anything about this now to either of them."