And this seemed true; for the wheels went round very, very slowly in those days. Lucas Errol came back to life, urged by a vitality not his own, and the Shadow of Death still lingered in his eyes.
He did not suffer very greatly, and he slept as he had not slept for years, but his progress was slow, sometimes imperceptible. The languor of intense weakness hung like a leaden weight upon him. The old brave cheeriness had given place to a certain curious wistfulness. He seemed too weary for effort, content at all times to sleep the hours away.
Yet when Capper demanded effort he yielded without protest. He did his best, and he smiled at each evidence of returning powers.
"I guess it"s just an almighty success, doctor," he would say. "And you"ve given me sleep into the bargain. It"s blessed to be able to sleep.
I"ve a good many years of arrears to make up."
On the day that Capper and Nap set him on his feet for the first time, his weakness was such that he fainted; but he recovered and apologised, and would even have faced the ordeal again had Capper permitted it. On the following day he went through it without a tremor, and slept thereafter for hours, scarcely rousing himself for nourishment.
It was during that sleep that Nap left him, went out into the spring woods, and remained absent for some time. Lucas was still sleeping when he returned, and after a brief look at him he moved away into the adjoining room and prowled to and fro there waiting.
At the first sound of his brother"s voice he was back by the bedside.
Lucas smiled a welcome. "I"m better," he said, and held up a weak hand.
It was the first time he had made the a.s.sertion. Nap took the hand and laid it gently down.
"You"ll get well now," he said.
The heavy drowsiness was less apparent than usual on Lucas"s face. "I don"t know where I"d be without you, Boney," he said. "Do you know you"re looking awfully ill?"
"Shucks!" said Nap.
But Lucas continued his criticism undeterred.
"You"ve spent too much of yourself on me, and I"ve been too d.a.m.ned selfish to notice. I"m going to wake up now, Boney. I"m going to play the game. You"ve been playing my hand as well as your own till now. I"m going to relieve you of that."
"Hear, hear!" said Nap.
"You"ll go to bed in your own room to-night," said Lucas, "go to bed and to sleep. In the morning we"ll have a talk."
But when the morning came, his energy had flagged a little. He had not slept as well as usual, and though he had no pain he seemed disinclined for physical effort.
"I want a holiday to-day," he said to Capper. "Just let in the sunshine and leave me to bask."
There had been a spell of cold and sunless weather, but that day the sun shone gloriously. The genial warmth of it came in through the open window and flooded the room with the very essence of spring.
"I"m going to take a day off and enjoy it," smiled Lucas. "You take a day off too, doctor. Make the mater go out in the car. I shall do wonders to-morrow after a good laze to-day."
Capper looked him over keenly, pulled his beard, cracked his fingers, and yielded. "Guess a rest won"t do you any harm. There"s no reason to hustle you any that I can see."
And Lucas spent the whole morning basking in the sunshine in almost unbroken silence. He did not sleep at all. His eyes, remote and thoughtful, were for the most part watching the specks that danced and floated in the rays of light that streamed across his bed.
Nap forebore to disturb him, but he remained within call. He knew with sure intuition that sooner or later Lucas would summon him. Almost he knew what he would say.
The call came at last, very quiet and deliberate. "Boney!"
Instantly Nap presented himself.
"Come here a minute, old chap. No, I"m not wanting anything--only a word in private. Say, Boney, is Anne still stopping here?"
He had seen her nearly every day since the operation, but he had been too drowsy to ask any questions. He had only smiled upon her, and sometimes for a little had held her hand.
"She is backwards and forwards," said Nap. "I believe she is spending to-night."
"Ah! Then, Boney, I want you to speak to her--to-night." He looked up at his brother with his old, kindly smile. "It"s for my own sake, old chap,"
he said. "You know, I didn"t sleep last night. I was thinking about her--about you both. And I want her to know everything to-night. I shall sleep the easier when she knows."
Nap stood silent. His face was set in hard lines.
"Will you tell her, Boney?"
"What am I to tell her?" said Nap,
"Tell her the truth, dear fellow, so that she understands it. Make her realise that the dearest wish of my life is her happiness--and yours." He reached up a hand to the motionless figure beside him. "Just this one thing, Boney," he pleaded gently. "Remember--I came back because of it.
It will be my happiness too. I want to feel that all is well between you.
G.o.d knows I want it more than anything else on earth."
Nap gripped the proffered hand and held it fast.
"But she won"t have me, you know," he said, after a moment. "She only forgave me because of you."
"Shucks, dear fellow! I guess that wasn"t the reason."
"I wish to heaven you"d let me off," Nap said, with sudden vehemence. "Let me shunt first instead of last. It"s more than I can face--even for you."
"But I guess you"ll face it all the same," said Lucas gently. "And when it"s over, come--both of you--and tell me."
He closed his eyes and turned his face to the sunshine. "So long, old chap!" he said. "Don"t stay indoors. I"m not wanting you. Think I"ll get to sleep presently. Don"t let them wake me if I do."
But Nap lingered, still holding his hand. "Luke!" he said.
There was a note of entreaty in his voice, but, for the second time in his life, Lucas turned a deaf ear. The smile was still on his lips, but his eyes remained closed.
"Go, dear fellow!" he said softly. "And G.o.d bless you!"
And Nap turned with a set face and went straight from the room.
CHAPTER XVI
THE STRAIGHT GAME
It was drawing towards evening on that same day when Anne, who had been spending the afternoon at the Dower House, walked back across the park.