Straight to him she came, moving swiftly. Her face was still pale and very wan, but the strained look had utterly pa.s.sed away. Her eyes sought his with fearless confidence, and Nick"s heart gave a jerk of sheer relief. He had expected tragedy, and he beheld--peace.
She reached him. She laid her hands upon his shoulders. A tremulous smile hovered about her lips. "Nick--Nick darling," she said, "why--why--why didn"t you tell me all this long ago?"
He stood before her dumb with astonishment. For once he was utterly and completely at a loss.
She slipped her hand through his arm, and drew him out. "Let us go into the sun!" she said. And then, as the glow fell around them, "Oh, Nick, I"m so thankful that I know the truth at last!"
"Are you, dear?" he said. "Well, I certainly think it is time you knew it now."
"I ought to have known it sooner," she said. "Why did you--you and Max--let me believe--a lie?"
He hesitated momentarily. "We thought it would be easier for you than the truth," he said then.
"You mean Max thought so," she said quickly. "You didn"t, Nick!"
"Perhaps not," he admitted.
"I"m sure you didn"t," she said. "You know me better than that." Again she stood still in the sunshine, lifting her face to the glory. "Love conquers so many things," she said.
"All things," put in Nick quickly.
She looked at him again. "I don"t know about all things, Nick," she said.
"I have proved it," he said.
She shook her head slowly. "But I haven"t." She pa.s.sed from the subject as if it were one she could not bear to discuss openly. "What made you think the truth would hurt me so, I wonder? It was only the first great shock I couldn"t bear. That nearly killed me. But now that it is over--and I can see clearly again--Nick, tell me,--as her friend--her only friend--could I have done anything else?"
Nick was silent. He had asked himself the same question many times, and had not found an answer.
"Nick," she said pleadingly, "none but a friend could have done it. It was--an act of love."
"I know it was," he said.
"And yet you blame me?" Her voice was low, full of the most earnest entreaty.
"You blamed Max," he pointed out.
"Oh, but Max didn"t love her!" He heard a note of quick pain in her voice. "Oh, don"t you see," she said, "how love makes all the difference? Surely that was what St. Paul meant when he said that love was the fulfilling of the law. Nick, you must agree with me in this. It was utterly hopeless. Think of it! Think of it! If she had been living now!" A sudden hard shiver went through her. "Nick, if I had been in her place--wouldn"t you have done the same for me?"
"I don"t know," he said.
But she clung to him more closely. "You do know, dear! You do know!"
And then Nick did a strange, impulsive thing. He suddenly flung down his reserve and bared to her his inmost soul.
"Yes, Olga _mia_, I do know," he said. "I would have done the same for you. I nearly did the same for Muriel when we were in a tight corner long ago at Wara. But whether it"s right or whether it"s wrong, G.o.d alone can judge. It may be we take too much upon us, or it may be He means us to do it. That is what I have never yet decided. But I solemnly believe with you that love makes all the difference. Love is the one extenuating circ.u.mstance which He will recognize and pa.s.s. It isn"t the outward appearance that counts. It"s just the heart of things."
He stopped. Olga was listening with earnest attention, her pale face rapt. For a moment, as he ceased to speak, their eyes met, and between them there ran the old electric current of sympathy, re-connected and entire.
"Oh, Nick," she said, "you never fail me! You always understand!"
But Nick shook his head in whimsical denial. "No, not always, believe me,--being but a man. But I"ve learnt to hide my ignorance by taking the difficult bits for granted. For instance, I didn"t expect you to take this thing so sensibly. If I had, I should have acted very differently long ago."
"Do you call me sensible, Nick?" she said, with a wistful smile.
"Not in all respects, dear," said Nick. "But you have shown more sense than I expected on this occasion."
"Did you expect me to be very badly upset?" she asked. "Nick, shall I tell you something? You"ll think me fanciful perhaps. Yet I don"t know.
Very likely you will understand. I"ve had a feeling for such a long, long time that she--that Violet--was calling to me, and I could never hear what she wanted to say. To-day--at last--I have been in touch with her, and I know that all is well." She turned her face up to the sun again, speaking with closed eyes. "I know that she is safe. I know that she is happy. And--Nick--Nick--" her voice thrilled on the words--"I know that she loves me still."
Nick bared his head with reverence. His face was strangely moved, but the restless eyes were steadfast as he made reply: "That, dear, is just the Omnipotence of Love. You can"t explain it. It"s too great a thing to grasp. You can only feel the pull of the everlasting Chain that binds us to those beyond."
"It is wonderful," she whispered, "wonderful!"
"It is Divine," said Nick.
CHAPTER XXVIII
A SOLDIER AND A GENTLEMAN
When Nick returned to Redlands, he was alone. Olga had gone down again to the sh.o.r.e. She wanted to be by herself a little longer, she said. He didn"t mind? No, Nick minded nothing, so long as all went well with her; and, on her promise that all should be well, he left her with Cork for guardian.
He went back to Redlands over the cliffs, entering his own grounds by a low wire fence, and thence turning inwards towards the garden. The sounds of gay voices reached him as he approached, and he speedily found himself caught in a lively ambush that consisted of Peggy, Reggie, and Noel. He naturally fled for his life, but was overtaken by the latter and held down while the two accomplices rifled his pockets. By the rules of the game all coppers found therein were confiscated, and this regulation having been duly observed, the prisoner was allowed to sit up and converse with his princ.i.p.al captor while the rest of the gang divided the spoils.
"Have a cigarette?" said Noel.
"Thanks! Mighty generous of you!" Nick righted his tumbled attire and accepted the proffered weed. "If it isn"t a rude question, what are you doing here?"
Noel"s eyes laughed across at him gaily through the blue spectacles. "I should have thought you might have guessed that I"m spending a night or two with the Musgraves, but I am under a solemn oath to return to Max by noon on Friday in order to have another dose of some infernal stuff with which he is peppering my eyes. He didn"t much want me to come away, as it meant postponing the torture for a few hours. But I managed to get on the soft side of him for once, though he is holding himself in preparation for an immediate summons in case my vision should take advantage of my absence from him to play any nasty tricks."
"I see," said Nick. "And how is the vision?"
"Oh, all right, so far as it goes. Gives me beans upon occasion, for which Max always swears at me as if it were my fault. I"m not allowed to see by artificial light at all, so after sunset I join the bats. Lucky for me the sun sits up late just now. By the way, I had a positively gushing epistle from old Badgers this morning. He seems almost hysterical at the thought of getting me back again; says that married or single, I"ve got to go." Noel stopped to take in a long breath of smoke; then, very abruptly, "Where"s Olga?" he demanded.
Nick nodded in the direction whence he had come. "Down on the sh.o.r.e."
Noel was on his feet in a second. "All right. You can be nurse for a bit now. See you later!"
He would have swung away with the words, but Nick had also risen, and with a swift word he detained him. "I say, Noel!"
Noel stopped. "Hullo!"
"Look here!" said Nick rapidly. "She isn"t wanting anyone just yet. We have just been to the Priory, she and I--in accordance with Sir Kersley"s advice, of which I told you. She is having a quiet think.
Don"t disturb her!"