"Good morning, ladies!" said a voice close at hand. "Good morning, Mr.
Steell."
All looked up. A tall, elderly man with white hair, distinguished looking and fashionably dressed, had stopped.
"Why, it"s Mr. Parker!" exclaimed Helen holding out her hand. "You came to see Kenneth off?"
"Yes--where is he?"
"In his stateroom--attending to his baggage. He"ll be here directly."
"I must see him at once."
"Anything important?"
"Very important, indeed," replied the newcomer.
Helen jumped up, all flushed from excitement.
"Please tell me what it is?" she exclaimed.
The old gentleman drew a telegram from his pocket.
"I"ve just received this from our agent in Cape Town. Another diamond of extraordinary size has been picked up. It weighs over 2,000 carats and is calculated to be worth five hundred thousand dollars. That"s the second stone of extraordinary size that we have found. Possibly there is some exaggeration in the reports, but there is no doubt whatever that we are on the verge of discoveries little short of sensational. Meantime, the treasury of the Americo-African Mining Company has been enriched by at least a million. When Kenneth returns to New York with these wonderful gems in his possession, there is likely to be a boom in the company"s shares."
The old gentleman spoke glibly, even eloquently and it was obvious that he was sincere and not talking for effect. It was, indeed, largely due to his distinguished air, and fine oratorical powers that Cornelius Winthrop Parker had been elected president of the Americo-African Mining Company, with fine offices in New York and London and stockholders in every country under the sun. Trained for the ministry and enjoying a wide acquaintance but a slim income, he had found the business of stock company promotion more profitable than preaching the gospel, and when Traynor had first gone to him with the suggestion that a company be formed to take up the large tract of Transvaal land where precious stones had actually been found he was not slow to grasp at the unusual opportunity. He managed cleverly the preliminary publicity campaign. The company was promptly organized and successfully floated, the public snapping as eagerly at the shares as a fish at the bait. It was only logical to infer, therefore, that when Kenneth returned to New York with actual proof of the company"s suddenly acquired wealth in his possession, the stock would soar above par. With this pleasing prospect in view, it was not surprising that Mr. Parker wore to-day his most engaging smile.
Ray looked up in surprise.
"What!" she exclaimed. "Kenneth to bring home the diamonds? This is the first I heard of it. Helen never told me."
"Hush!" said Mr. Parker, holding up his handy warningly. "Some one might hear you." Continuing, he said blandly:
"Of course not, my dear lady, of course not. Your sister is far too discreet and clever a woman to disclose her husband"s plans to the world. There are some things a man must keep secret from everyone--even from his wife. It would have been the height of folly to make any such announcement from the housetops. The highways are full of rogues; even the walls have ears. Some crook might have learned of our plans and acted accordingly. Kenneth might be followed to South Africa, shadowed till he has the gems in his possession and then waylaid and murdered. Remember, he will have stones in his waistcoat pocket worth a million. Do you suppose desperate men will stop at anything to secure such a prize?"
Ray turned to her sister.
"Did you know?"
Helen nodded.
"Yes, and it has made me very unhappy. It is terrible that he is taking such risks." Turning to Mr. Parker she asked apprehensively: "Do you think he will run any danger?"
The old gentleman shook his head.
"Of course not, my dear lady. It is preposterous to even think of such a thing. We have kept the matter too secret. Don"t be uneasy. He will come to no harm." Raising his hat, he added: "Excuse me, ladies.
I"ll go and find Kenneth and bring him to you."
The next instant he was swallowed up by the crowd.
Helen, uneasy at her husband"s prolonged absence, suggested that they go below and join him.
Suddenly a stentorian voice called out:
"All ash.o.r.e--all ash.o.r.e!"
Quickly, Helen jumped to her feet, only to b.u.mp into Kenneth, who at that moment ran up, followed by Mr. Parker.
"All ash.o.r.e, dear," he said hastily, "you had better go."
She made no reply, but averted her head so he might not see her red eyes.
All about them the bustle and excitement was bewildering. People pushed this way and that in their efforts to reach the gangway.
The siren sounded its last deep toned blasts of warning; the final greetings were exchanged.
Tall and handsome looking in his tourist knicker-bockers and close fitting steamer cap, Kenneth held both Helen"s hands in his. Ray and Mr. Parker, under the pretence of visiting the anchor weighed, had discreetly withdrawn. Francois, the valet, could be seen in the distance, making signals to some one on sh.o.r.e. Husband and wife were standing alone behind one of the big ventilators, Helen glad that no one saw them, ashamed that anyone should detect the big tears she was unable to control. How she had dreaded this moment of actual parting, this ordeal of saying good-bye!
"You"ll write every day, won"t you?" she asked in choking voice.
Tenderly he drew her to him.
"Every day, sweetheart."
"And you"ll come back safe to me?"
"I"ll come back safe to you."
Bravely she forced back the tears that blinded her. Gently she murmured:
"I"ll wait for you, Kenneth. I shall count the days, every moment, until you return. I never realized till now how much we are to each other. I"ll pray for you, Kenneth; I"ll pray G.o.d that He watch over and protect you."
He said nothing, but drew her toward him. Looking searchingly into her eyes, he said half in jest, half in earnest:
"You"ll be true, always true!"
Gravely she answered:
"Always--until death!"
"You"ll look at no other man."
"How can you be so foolish, Ken dear? I see no one but you. I hear no voice but yours. You are my life, my soul. When you return you"ll find me here, at this same dock, arms outstretched, waiting, just waiting."
The bell rang.
"All ash.o.r.e! All ash.o.r.e!"
He bent low. His mouth met hers in one deep, lingering kiss.