"You mean you asked him!"
"Indeed, I didn"t!" Olga refuted the charge with indignation. "I don"t take the smallest interest in his doings."
"Not really?" Her friend looked at her with a comprehending smile.
"Don"t you like the young man?" she enquired.
"I detest him!" Olga declared with vehemence.
Again the slender little finger flicked the ash from the cigarette. "But what a mistake, dear!" murmured the owner thereof. "Young men don"t grow on every gooseberry bush. Besides, one can never tell! The object of one"s detestation might turn out to be the one and only, and it"s so humiliating to have to change one"s mind."
"I shall never change mine with regard to Dr. Wyndham," Olga said with great determination. "I should hate him quite as badly even if he were the only man in the world."
But at that the cigarette was suddenly whisked from the soft lips and pointed full at her. "Allegro,"--it was Violet Campion"s special name for her, and she uttered it weightily,--"mark my words and ponder them well! You have met your fate!"
"Violet! How dare you say such a thing?" Olga turned crimson with indignant protest. "I haven"t! I wouldn"t! It"s horrid of you to talk like that!"
"Quite indecent, dear, I admit. But have you never noticed how indecent the truth can be? What a pity to waste such a lovely blush on me! I presume he hasn"t begun to make love to you yet?"
"Of course he hasn"t! No man would be such a fool with you within reach!" thrust back Olga, goaded to self-defence.
"But I am not within reach," said Violet, with a twirl of the cigarette.
"Far more so than I," returned Olga with spirit. "Anyhow, he never went out of his way to have tea with me."
A peal of laughter from her companion put a swift end to her indignation. Violet was absolutely irresistible when she laughed. It was utterly impossible to be indignant with her.
"Then you think if I am there perhaps he will be persuaded to stay at home to tea?" she chuckled mischievously. "Well, my dear, I"ll come, and we will play at battledore and shuttlec.o.c.k to your heart"s content. But if the young man turns and rends us for our pains--and I have a shrewd notion that that"s the sort of young man he is--you mustn"t blame me."
She tossed away her cigarette with the words, and turned inwards, sweeping Olga with her with characteristic energy. She was never still for long in this mood.
They pa.s.sed through the great hall to a Gothic archway in the south wall, close to the wonderful stained window. Olga glanced up at it with a slight shiver as she pa.s.sed below.
"Isn"t it horribly realistic?" she said.
The girl beside her laughed lightly. "I rather like it myself; but then I have an appet.i.te for the horrors. And they"ve made the poor man so revoltingly sanctimonious that one really can"t feel sorry for him. I"d cut off the head of anybody with a face like that. It"s a species that still exists, but ought to have been exterminated long ago."
With her hand upon Olga"s arm, she led her through the Gothic archway to a second smaller hall, and on up a wide oak staircase with a carved bal.u.s.trade that was lighted half-way up by another great window of monastic design but clear gla.s.s.
Olga always liked to pause by this window, for the view from it was magnificent. Straight out to the open sea it looked, and the width of the outlook was superb.
"Oh, it"s better than Redlands," she said.
"I don"t think so," returned Violet. "Redlands is civilized. This isn"t.
Picture to yourself the cruelty of bottling up a herd of monks here in full view of their renounced liberty. Imagine being condemned to pa.s.s this window a dozen times in the day, on the way to that dreary chapel of theirs. A refinement of torture with which the window downstairs simply can"t compete. How they must have hated the smell of the sea, poor dears! But I daresay they didn"t open their windows very often. It wasn"t the fashion in those days."
She drew Olga on to the corridor above, and so to her own room, a cheerful apartment that faced the Priory grounds.
"If I am really coming to stay with you, I suppose I must pack some clothes. Does the young man dress for dinner, by the way?"
"Oh, yes. It"s very ridiculous. We all do it now. It"s such a waste of time," said the practical Olga. "And I never have anything to wear."
"Poor child! That is a drawback certainly. I wonder if you could wear any of my things. I shouldn"t like to eclipse you."
"I"m sure I couldn"t, thank you all the same." Olga"s reply was very prompt. "As to eclipsing me, you"ll do that in any case, whatever you wear."
Violet looked at her with dancing eyes. "I believe you actually want to be eclipsed! What on earth has the young man been doing? He seems to have scared you very effectually."
"Oh, I"m not afraid of him!" Olga spoke with her chin in the air. "But I detest him with all my heart, and he detests me."
"In fact, you are at daggers drawn," commented Violet. "And you want me to come and divert the enemy"s attention while you strengthen your defences. Well, my dear, as I said before, I"ll come. But--from what I have seen of Dr. Maxwell Wyndham--I don"t think I shall make much impression. If he means to gobble you up, he certainly will do so, whether I interfere or not. I"ve a notion you might do worse, green eyes and red hair notwithstanding. He will probably whip you soundly now and then and put you in the corner till you are good. But you will get to like that in time. And I daresay he will be kind enough to let you lace up his boots for a treat in between whiles."
Olga"s pale eyes flashed. "You are positively mad this afternoon, Violet!"
"Oh, no, I"m not. I haven"t had a mad spell for a long time. I am only extraordinarily shrewd and far-seeing. Well, dear, what shall I bring to wear? Do you think I shall be appreciated in my red silk? Or will that offend the eye of the virtuous Nick?"
"No, you are not to wear that red thing. Wear white. I like you best in white."
"And black?"
"Yes, black too. But not colours. You are too beautiful for colours."
"Ridiculous child! That red thing, as you call it, suits me to perfection."
"I know it does. But I don"t like it. You make me think of Lady Macbeth in that. Besides, it"s much too splendid for ordinary occasions. Yes, that pale mauve is exquisite. You will look lovely in that. And this maize suits you too. But you look positively dangerous in red."
"I must leave the business of selection to you, it seems," laughed Violet. "Well, I am to be your guest, so you shall make your own choice.
By the way, how shall I get to Weir? Mrs. Bruce has the car, and will probably not return till late. And Bruce is using the dog-cart. That only leaves the luggage-cart for me."
"I"ll fly round to Redlands for the motor. Nick won"t mind. You get your things packed while I"m gone."
Olga deposited an armful of her friend"s belongings upon the bed, and turned to go.
Nick"s property of Redlands was less than a mile away, and all that Nick possessed was at her disposal. In fact, she had almost come to look upon Redlands as a second home. It would not take her long to run across to the garage and fetch the little motor which Nick himself had taught her years ago to drive. Lightly she ran down the oak stairs and through the echoing hall once more. The vault-like chill of the place struck her afresh as she pa.s.sed to the open door. And again involuntarily she shivered, quickening her steps, eager to leave the clammy atmosphere behind.
Pa.s.sing into the hot sunshine beyond the great nail-studded door was like entering another world. She turned her face up to the brightness and rejoiced.
CHAPTER III
THE OBSTACLE
Redlands had always been a bower of delight to Olga"s vivid fancy. The house, long, low, and rambling, stood well back from the cliffs in the midst of a garden which to her childhood"s mind had always been the earthly presentment of Paradise. Not the owner of it himself loved it as did Olga. Many were the hours she had spent there, and not one of them but held a treasured place in her memory.
As she turned in at the iron gate, the music of the stream that ran through the glen rose refreshingly through the August stillness. She wished Nick were with her to enjoy it too.