Rousing himself from his thoughts, the man said, gently:
"Poor kid! You must be cold."
"I"m freezing. But--please don"t send me back." The face that met his was supplicating; the eyes were bluer than a spring day. He patted her dripping shoulder.
"Not until you"re ready."
"This is grander than our trip past the glacier. That was merely dangerous, but this--means something."
"There may be danger here if we expose ourselves. Look at that!"
High up beyond reach of the surf a dory had been dragged and left bottom up. Under this the wind found a fingerhold and sent it flying.
Over and over it rolled, until a stronger gust caught it and sent it in huge leaps, end over end. It brought up against the timber pile with a crash, and was held there as if by a mighty suction. Then the beams began to tremble and lift. The pile was disintegrated bit by bit, although it would have required many hands to move any one of its parts.
Even where the man and the woman crouched the wind harried them like a hound pack, but by clinging to the branches of a gnarled juniper bush they held their position and let the spray whine over their heads.
"Farther west I"ve seen houses chained to the earth with ships"
cables," he shouted in her ear. "To think of building a harbor in a place like this!"
"I prayed for you last night. I prayed for the wind to come," said the girl, after a time.
O"Neil looked at her, curiously startled, then he looked out at the sea once more. All in a moment he realized that Eliza was beautiful and that she had a heart. It seemed wonderful that she should be interested in his fortunes. He was a lonely man; beneath his open friendliness lay a deep reserve. A curiously warm feeling of grat.i.tude flamed through him now, and he silently blessed her for bearing him company in the deciding hour of his life.
Noon came, and still the two crouched in their half-shelter, drenched, chilled, stiff with exposure, watching Kyak Bay lash itself into a boiling smother. The light grew dim, night was settling; the air seemed full of screaming furies. Then O"Neil noticed bits of driftwood racing in upon the billows, and he rose with a loud cry.
"It"s breaking up!" he shouted. "It"s breaking up!"
Eliza lifted herself and clung to him, but she could see nothing except a misty confusion. In a few moments the flotsam came thicker.
Splintered piling, huge square-hewn timbers with fragments of twisted iron or broken bolts came floating into sight. A confusion of wreckage began to clutter the sh.o.r.e, and into it the sea churned.
The spindrift tore asunder at length, and the watchers caught a brief glimpse of the tumbling ocean. The breakwater was gone. Over the place where it had stood the billows raced unhindered.
"Poor Trevor!" said O"Neil. "Poor Trevor! He did his best, but he didn"t know." He looked down to find Eliza crying. "What"s this? I"ve kept you here too long!"
"No, no! I"m just glad--so glad. Don"t you understand?"
"I"ll take you back. I must get ready to leave."
"Leave? Where--"
"For New York! I"ve made my fight, and I"ve won." His eyes kindled feverishly. "I"ve won in spite of them all. I hold the key to a kingdom. It"s mine--mine! I hold the gateway to an empire, and those who pa.s.s through must pay." The girl had never seen such fierce triumph in a face. "I saw it in a dream, only it was more than a dream." The wind s.n.a.t.c.hed O"Neil"s words from his lips, but he ran on: "I saw a deserted fishing-village become a thriving city. I saw the glaciers part to let pa.s.s a great traffic in men and merchandise. I saw the unpeopled north grow into a land of homes, of farms, of mining-camps, where people lived and bred children. I heard the mountain pa.s.ses echo to steam whistles and the whir of flying wheels. It was a wonderful vision that I saw, but my eyes were true. They called me a fool, and it took the sea and the hurricane to show them I was right." He paused, ashamed of his outburst, and, taking the girl"s hand in his, went stumbling ahead of the storm.
Their limbs were cramped, their teeth chattered, they wallowed through mire, and more than once they fell. Nearing Trevor"s house, they saw what the storm had done. Kyak was nearly razed. Roofs had been ripped off, chimneys were down, gla.s.s was out. None but the most substantial log cabins had withstood the a.s.sault, and men were busied in various quarters trying to repair the damage.
They found Natalie beside herself with anxiety for their safety, and an hour later Trevor came in, soaked to the skin. He was very tired, and his face was haggard.
"Well! She went out!" he said. "I saw a million dollars swallowed up in that sea."
They tried to comfort him, but the collapse of his work had left him dazed.
"G.o.d! I didn"t think it could blow like this--and it isn"t over yet.
The town is flat."
"I"m sorry. You understand I sympathize?" said Murray; and the engineer nodded.
"You told me it blew here, and I thought I knew what you meant, but nothing could withstand those rollers."
"Nothing."
"You"ll go East and see our people, I suppose?"
"At once."
"Tell them what you saw. They"ll never understand from my reports.
They"re good people. If there"s anything I can do--"
O"Neil took his hand warmly.
Two days later Murray bade the girls good-by, and left, traveling light. They remained in Kyak so that Eliza might complete her investigations.
Of all those who suffered by the storm Curtis Gordon took his misfortune hardest. This had been a black season for him, indeed.
Beginning with O"Neil"s rivalry, everything had gone against him. He had dropped his coal interests at Kyak in favor of the copper-mine, because they failed to yield quick profits. Then he had learned that the mine was valueless, and realized that it could not serve him much longer as a means of raising funds. Still, he had trusted that by taking a vigorous part in the railroad struggle he would be able either to recoup his fortunes or at least to effect a compromise in the shadow of which his fiasco at Hope would be forgotten. As yet the truth about Hope Consolidated was not generally known to his stock-holders, but a certain restlessness among them had become troublesome. The stream of money had diminished alarmingly, and it was largely because of this that he had bought the McDermott right-of-way and moved to Kyak. And now, just as he had his affairs in shape for another and a greater campaign of stock-flotation, the storm had come to ruin him.
The bitterest element in his defeat was the realization that O"Neil, who had bested him at every turn, was destined to profit by the very blow which crushed him. Defeat at the hands of the Copper Trust he would have accepted with a fairly good grace; but the mere thought that Murray O"Neil, whom he considered in every way his inferior, had gained the upper hand was intolerable. It was in keeping with Gordon"s character that instead of blaming his own judgment he became furiously angry at the Trust for the mistake of its engineers, and held them responsible for his desperate situation. That it was truly desperate he very soon realized, since disaster to his railroad project meant that his stock-holders would be around his ears like a swarm of hornets, and once they understood the true state of affairs at Hope the complete collapse of his fortunes would surely follow.
During the days succeeding the storm he scarcely knew where to turn, so hara.s.sed was he; yet he never for a moment wavered in his resolve to make O"Neil pay for his interference and to exact a reckoning from Gloria Gerard.
Natalie"s presence in Kyak confirmed his belief that O"Neil was interested in her, and he began to plan a stroke by which he could take revenge upon all three. It did not promise in any way to help him out of his financial straits, but at least it would give him a certain satisfaction.
He sent word to the girl that he would like to see her.
XVII
HOW THE PRINCE BECAME A MAN
Gordon found his erstwhile ward greatly improved by her recent life.
She was brown, vigorous, healthy; her physical charms quickened his pulses.
"You must have a very good reason for coming to see me," she began. "I don"t flatter myself that it is from affection."
"There you wrong me," he a.s.sured her, with the warm earnestness he so easily a.s.sumed. "I have always regarded you as a daughter."
"I have no faith in you."
"Exactly, and the knowledge distresses me. You and Gloria were a large part of my life; I can"t bear to lose you. I hope--and I believe--that her regard for me has changed no more than mine for her. It remains for me to regain yours."