"How would you like an inside position?" said the Master of Transportation, eying him keenly.
"So soon?"
"I said I"d advance you if you made good." He paused an instant, then said, deliberately, "When you get the hang of things here you"ll have a chance to be my a.s.sistant."
Kirk opened his eyes in amazement.
"Gee! That"s great! But do you think I can get away with it?"
"Not at once. It will take time, of course, and you"ll have to work like the devil." Runnels regarded him curiously, recalling the letter so carefully filed away. Then he yielded to his natural impulse.
"Look here, Anthony," he said, "I"m partly selfish in this, for I believe you"re the sort I"m going to want within the next year.
The superintendent has had an offer from a big system in the States, and he"s going to quit when his vacation comes. He likes me, and he says I"ll probably step into his shoes. Do you understand what that means? I"ll need fellows I can count on-- fellows who won"t double-cross me to make a dollar for themselves, or knife me when my back is turned. I"ve got to have an efficient, noiseless organization. Otherwise we"ll all go under, for we"ll be into politics up to our necks. I think you"re my sort, so if you"ll stick to me I"ll help you, and for every step I take I"ll drag you up one."
"It"s a go!" The two young men clasped hands heartily. Runnels had struck the right note. Beside his former desire to prove himself a man, Kirk now felt a strong sense of loyalty to the one who had recognized his worth. This was no mere matter of promotion. He and Runnels would work shoulder to shoulder. A sense of responsibility descended upon him. For the first time he thoroughly understood the spirit of the ardent toilers who were giving their best to the Big Job. He was really one of them now, and the thought electrified him.
When he told his good news to Mrs. Cortlandt, her surprise was so cleverly simulated that he never dreamed that she had been at great pains to bring this thing about. Not that Runnels was indisposed to act upon his own initiative, but the circ.u.mstances that had made his action possible had been due to her. It was hard to help a man against his will; but she profited by experience, and took the line of least resistance.
The young man himself did not inquire too closely into the occasion of his advancement, and Edith Cortlandt was but little in his mind. He was consumed with the thought of Chiquita. He hoped that his new work would allow him more control of his time, and perhaps put him in the way of learning her name. He could move in better society now. Meanwhile he laid other plans. He took Allan into his confidence, and told him frankly that he was in love with a woman he did not know.
Of course his faithful follower was delighted, and made extravagant promises of aid.
"Now that the dry season has come," said Kirk, "people must be living at the Savannas, and I want you to haunt the region round that swimming-pool until you discover who she is. You must be my detective."
"Oh, boss, I would--"
"Don"t tell me you"d die and kill yourself for me. I want you to live and find this girl for me. I"ll take you out to-day, after office hours, and show you the place; then you"ll have to do the rest. You talk Spanish, you know. But, above all, don"t tip off."
"Tip h"off? What shall I be climbing, sar?"
"I mean you mustn"t tell a soul."
"Never fear, boss. H"Allan will discover your female."
"And don"t call her a "female," it sounds indecent. Remember, she has a Bajan with her, six feet tall, named Stephanie. Who knows?
Maybe you can win Stephanie for yourself." Kirk chuckled at the thought.
"No, sar, if you please. Those Bajan "oomen is all very disagreeable."
"You understand, I can"t quit work to go looking for the girl, because I"ve simply got to tend to business. But I"ll spend Sunday out there if you haven"t already discovered her. Now, I"ll chant this all over again on the way out, so you won"t forget anything."
XVII
GARAVEL THE BANKER
These were busy days for the Cortlandts. They entertained constantly, and the occasions when they dined without from one to a dozen guests became so exceptional as to elicit remark around the hotel. Most of their efforts were devoted to certain Panamanians of the influential cla.s.s, and in company with one or more of these Cortlandt made frequent trips to the various quarters of the Republic, sometimes absenting himself for days at a time.
During these intervals his wife a.s.sumed the direction of affairs, and continued to entertain or be entertained. Her energy and resource seemed inexhaustible. The officials of both governments treated her with punctilious respect, and the prestige gained in this way she used to enhance her reputation as a hostess. Soon she became the social dictator of the city, and the most exclusive circles, American and Panamanian alike, allowed her to a.s.sume control.
The result was just what had been designed. Tourists and visiting newspaper people spoke glowingly of the amity between the two nations, and wondered at the absence of that Spanish prejudice of which they had heard so much. Those who chanced to know the deeper significance of it all, and were aware of the smouldering resentment that lay in the Latin mind, commented admiringly upon her work, and wondered what effect it would have upon the coming election. Already this event had cast its shadow ahead, bringing memories of the last election with its disturbances and ragged uncertainty. That had been a pregnant epoch. Armed guards, hidden behind American walls, had listened to the growing clamor and prepared to fire. American marines had been held in readiness to take such action as might have convulsed the other watchful World Powers.
Since then the fuse had burned steadily, if slowly. As the time drew near, there were those who openly predicted trouble. Others scoffed at the idea, although they claimed that this would be the last election ever held in Panama. But all united in declaring that, whatever the work to which the Cortlandts had been a.s.signed, they were doing it well.
No one but the woman herself and her husband really understood the tremendous difficulties of their task or the vital issues at stake. Although they seemed to be making progress, they knew that they were dealing with a people not only excitable and egotistic, but steeped in guile, and distrustful by nature. The fire was close to the magazine. But this was Edith Cortlandt"s chosen field, and she brought to bear a manlike power of cool calculation, together with a brilliant intuition of her own. Never had her tact, her knowledge of human nature, her keen realization of political values been called into such play as now. So triumphantly did she exercise these qualities that all who came into contact with her recognized the master mind directing the campaign, and, consciously or unconsciously, relegated her husband to the background.
To the Latin intellect this display of power, on the part of a woman, was a revelation. She knew the effect she produced, and made the most of it.
Old Anibal Alfarez was, perhaps, the last fully to appreciate her.
He did, however, learn in time that while he could successfully match his craft against that of the husband, the wife read him unerringly. The result was that he broke with them openly.
When news of this reached the members of the Ca.n.a.l Commission, they were alarmed, and Colonel Jolson felt it necessary to make known their views upon the situation. Accordingly, a few nights later, the Cortlandts dined at his handsome residence on the heights above Culebra. After their return to Panama, the Colonel, in whom was vested the supreme authority over his nation"s interests, acknowledged that his acquaintance with diplomacy was as nothing compared with Edith Cortlandt"s.
It was to Colonel Bland, in charge of the Atlantic Division, that he confessed:
"In all my life I never met a woman like her. Cortlandt, as you know, is a clever fellow, and I flatter myself that I"m no mental invalid; but we were like children in her hands. He sided with me at first, but she talked us both around in spite of ourselves. I agree with her now, perfectly, and I am content to let her have free rein."
"General Alfarez is the strongest man in the Republic," said Colonel Bland. "As Governor of Panama Province, he"s the logical next President. Besides that, he has the machinery behind him. I don"t see who there is to defeat him."
"We argued the same thing. She thinks Garavel is the proper man."
"Garavel is a banker; he"s not a politician."
The chief-engineer laughed.
"All Spanish-Americans are politicians, Colonel; they can"t help it."
"Would he accept?"
"It is her business to find out. I had my doubts."
"But could he win? It would be a calamity if he had American backing and failed; it would mean a disaster."
"Cortlandt has been working carefully, and he has been in all the seven Provinces. He admits that it might be done; and she is certain. You see, their part in the Colombian affair makes them strong with the leaders, and they have already whipped the foreign influences into line. Of course, it will mean a fight--Alfarez won"t give up easily--but, if Garavel should be the next President, it would be a fine thing for both countries."
The other commissioner shook his white head doubtfully. "I supposed it was all settled; Cortlandt himself told me Alfarez was a good man the last time I talked with him. My G.o.d, it seems to me we"ve got enough on our hands without being guardians for a two- by-four republic filled with maniacs. We"ve got to finish this job on time. I can"t understand this change of sentiment."
"Oh, it isn"t settled. There is ample time for anything to happen.
When the psychological moment comes, Cortlandt will be in position to swing his influence whichever way he thinks best."
"Well, it"s a puzzling situation," Colonel Bland admitted. "And I wish it were over." Then he branched off on the subject of a cargo of cement which had not been up to standard and might have to be rejected.
Over at Panama the Cortlandts were looking for a house to lease.
Affairs had reached a point where it seemed advisable to give up their quarters at the Tivoli and enter into closer contact with the life of the Spanish city. One reason for the move was the necessity for a greater privacy than the hotel afforded, for the time was not far distant when privacy might prove of paramount importance.