"Exactly what you"re thinking--that they have come to life again."
"Jones, is Miss Florence awake?"
"No."
"Do you think there is any hope of having her understand what really happened?"
"I am only here to guard her. I can not undertake to read her thoughts."
"You"re not quite in favor of a reconciliation?"
"Oh, yes, if it went no further. Young people are young people the world over."
"What does that mean?"
"That they would not create imaginary heartaches if they were not young. Better let things remain exactly as they are. When all these troubles are settled finally, the lesser trouble may be talked over sensibly. But this is not the time. There is no news. Good night."
Norton returned to his chair, gloomier than ever. With his feet upon the window sill he stared and stared and dreamed and dreamed till a hand fell upon his shoulder. It belonged to one of the office boys.
"Note f"r you, sir."
Norton read it and tore it into little pieces. Then he rose and distributed the pieces in the several yawning waste baskets which strewed the aisle leading to the city desk.
"I"m not wanted for anything?" he asked.
"No. Clear out!" laughed the night city editor. "The sight of you is putting everybody in the gloom ward."
Norton went down to the street. At the left of the entrance he was quietly joined by a man whose arm was carried in a sling. He motioned Norton to get into the taxicab. They were dropped in a deserted spot in Riverdale. On foot they went forward to their destination, which proved to be the deserted hangar of the aviator, William Orts.
"I want you to tell Jones that a tub and several divers are at work on the spot where he threw the chest. That"s all. Now, doctor, rewind this arm of mine."
The amateur surgeon made a very good job of it; not for nothing had he followed fighting armies to the front.
"Did they find anything?"
"Not up to date. But we might if we cared to. They have left a buoy over the spot they"re exploring. But just now it floats a quarter of a mile to the east of the spot."
"Who were the men in the motor boat that chased Jones?"
"Only Jones can tell you. Queer old codger, eh?"
"A bit stubborn. He wants to handle it without police a.s.sistance."
"And he"s right. We are not aiming to arrest any one," sinisterly.
"There can"t be any draw to this game. Here, no smoking. Too much gas afloat."
Norton put the cigarettes back into his pocket. "What"s the real news?" he demanded. "You would not bring me out here just to rebandage that arm. It really did not need it. Come, out with it."
"You"re sharp."
"I"m paid to be sharp."
"I"ve found where the Black Hundred hold their sessions."
"By George, that"s news!"
"The room above is vacant. A little hole in the ceiling, and who knows what might happen?"
"What do you want me to do?"
"Tell Jones. When the next meeting comes around I"ll advise you. I"ve stumbled upon a dissatisfied member. So, buck up, as they say. We"ve got two ends of the net down, and with a little care we"ll have them all. Now let me have a hundred."
Norton drew out a packet of bills and counted off five twenties.
"Why don"t you draw the cash yourself?"
"It happens to be in your name, son."
"I forgot," said Norton. "But what a chance for me! Nearly five thousand, all mine for a ticket to Algiers!"
A grunt was the only reply.
"I want you to tell me about the Perigoff woman."
"I know only one thing--that Braine is there every night."
"No!"
"The orders are for you to play the game just as you are playing it.
When we strike, it must be the last blow. All this hide-and-seek business may look foolish to you. It"s like that j.a.panese game called "jo." It looks simple, but chess is a tyro"s game beside it. Can you find your way back all right?"
"I can."
"Well, you"d better be going. That"s all the light I have, in this torch here. Got a lot to do to-morrow and need sleep."
Norton stole away with great caution. His first intention was to proceed straight to the city, but despite his resolution he found himself within a quarter of an hour gazing up at the windows of the Hargreave house. "Not at home!"
Quite unconscious of the fact, he was as close to death as any mortal man might care to be. The policeman suddenly looming up under the arc lamp proved to be his savior.
The lull made Jones doubly alert. He was positive that they were preparing to strike again. But from what direction and in what manner?
He had not met the gift of clairvoyance so he had to wait; and waiting is a terrible game when perhaps death is balancing the scales. It is always easier to make an a.s.sault than to await it; and it is a good general who always finds himself prepared.
But it made his heart ache to watch the child. She went about cheerfully--when any one was in the room with her. Many a time, however, he had stolen to the door of her bedroom and heard the heart-rending sobs, a vain attempt being made to stifle them among the pillows. She was only eighteen; it was first love; and first loves are pale, evanescent attachments. It hurt now; but she would get over it presently. Youth forgets. Time, like water, smooths away the ragged places.
The countess called regularly. She was, of course, dreadfully sorry over what had happened. She had heard something about his character; newspaper men weren"t always the best. This one was a mere fortune hunter; a two-faced one, at that. She was never more surprised in her life than when he threw his arms around her. And so on, and so forth, half lies and half truths, till the patient Jones felt like wringing her neck.
From his vantage point the butler smiled ironically. He could read the heart of the Perigoff woman as he could read the page of a book. The effrontery! And all the while he must gravely admit her and pretend when the blood rioted in his veins at the sight of her. But he dared not swerve a single inch from the plans laid down. It was a cup of bitter gall, and there was no way of avoiding the putting of it to his lips. She emanated poison as nightshade emanates it, the upas tree.
And he must bow when she entered and bow when she left! Still, she had done him an indirect favor in breaking up this love business.