Lidgerwood was frowning abstractedly up at the windows of Hallock"s office in the head-quarters building.
"I don"t know," he said, half hesitantly. "But he is implicated in that murderous business of last night--that we both know--and now he is back here. McCloskey told you that, didn"t he?"
Judson nodded again, and Lidgerwood went on, irresistibly impelled to justify his own action.
"It would be something worse than folly to leave him at liberty when we are on the ragged edge of a fight. Arrest him wherever you can find him, and take him over to Copah on the first train that serves. He"ll have to clear himself, if he can; that"s all."
When Judson, with his huge cow-boy pistol sagging at his hip, had turned back to do the first part of his errand, Lidgerwood went on around the Crow"s Nest and presented himself at the door of the _Nadia_. Happily, for his purpose, he found only Mrs. Brewster and Judge Holcombe in possession, the young people having gone to climb one of the bare mesa hills behind the town for an un.o.bstructed view of the Timanyonis.
The superintendent left Judge Holcombe out of the proposal which he urged earnestly upon Mrs. Brewster. Telling her briefly of the threatened strike and its promise of violence and rioting, he tried to show her that the presence of the private-car party was a menace, alike to its own members and to him. The run to Copah could be made on a special schedule and the party might be well outside of the danger zone before the armistice expired. Would she not defer to his judgment and let him send the _Nadia_ back to safety while there was yet time?
Mrs. Brewster, the placid, let him say his say without interruption. But when he finished, the placidity became active opposition. The president"s wife would not listen for a moment to an expedient which did not--could not--include the president himself.
"I know, Howard, you"re nervous--you can"t help being nervous," she said, cutting him to the quick when nothing was farther from her intention. "But you haven"t stopped to think what you"re asking. If there is any real danger for us--which I can"t believe--that is all the more reason why we shouldn"t run away and leave your cousin Ned behind.
I wouldn"t think of it for an instant, and neither would any of the others."
Being hurt again in his tenderest part by the quite unconscious gibe, Lidgerwood did not press his proposal further.
"I merely wished to state the case and to give you a chance to get out and away from the trouble while we could get you out," he said, a little stiffly. Then: "It is barely possible that the others may agree with me instead of with you: will you tell them about it when they come back to the car, and send word to my office after you have decided in open council what you wish to do? Only don"t let it be very late; a delay of two or three hours may make it impossible for us to get the _Nadia_ over the Desert Division."
Mrs. Brewster promised, and the superintendent went upstairs to his office. A glance into Hallock"s room in pa.s.sing showed him the chief clerk"s box-like desk untenanted, and he wondered if Judson would find his man somewhere in the town. He hoped so. It would be better for all concerned if the arrest could be made without too many witnesses. True, Hallock had few friends in the railroad service, at least among those who professed loyalty to the management, but with explosives lying about everywhere underfoot, one could not be too careful of matches and fire.
The superintendent had scarcely closed the door upon his entrance into his own room when it was opened again with McCloskey"s hand on the latch. The trainmaster came to report that a careful search of Callahan"s files had not disclosed any message to Leckhard. Also, he added that Dix, who should have come on duty at three o"clock, was still absent.
"What do you make out of that?" queried Lidgerwood.
McCloskey"s scowl was grotesquely horrible.
"Bullying or bribery," he said shortly. "They"ve got Dix hid away uptown somewhere. But there was a message, all right, and with your name signed to it. Callahan saw it on Dix"s hook this morning before the boy came down. It was in code, your private code."
"Call up the Copah offices and have it repeated back," ordered the superintendent. "Let"s find out what somebody has been signing my name to."
McCloskey shook his grizzled head. "You won"t mind if I say that I beat you to it, this time, will you? I got Orton, a little while ago, on the Copah wire and pumped him. He says there was a code message, and that Dix sent it. But when I asked him to repeat it back here, he said he couldn"t--that Mr. Leckhard had taken it with him somewhere down the main line."
Lidgerwood"s exclamation was profane. The perversity of things, animate and inanimate, was beginning to wear upon him.
"Go and tell Callahan to keep after Orton until he gets word that Mr.
Leckhard has returned. Then have him get Leckhard himself at the other end of the wire and call me," he directed. "Since there is only one man besides myself in Angels who knows the private-office code, I"d like to know what that message said."
McCloskey nodded. "You mean Hallock?"
"Yes."
The trainmaster was half-way to the door when he turned suddenly to say: "You can fire me if you want to, Mr. Lidgerwood, but I"ve got to say my say. You"re going to let that yellow dog run loose until he bites you."
"No, I am not."
"By gravies! I"d have him safe under lock and key before the shindy begins to-night, if it was my job."
Lidgerwood had turned to his desk and was opening it.
"He will be," he announced quietly. "I have sworn out a warrant for his arrest, and Judson has it and is looking for his man."
McCloskey smote fist into palm and gritted out an oath of congratulation. "That"s where you hit the proper nail on the head!" he exclaimed. "He"s the king-pin of the whole machine, and if you can pull him out, the machine will fall to pieces. What charge did you put in the warrant? I only hope it"s big enough to hold him."
"Train-wrecking and murder," said Lidgerwood, without looking around; and a moment later McCloskey went out, treading softly as one who finds himself a trespa.s.ser on forbidden ground.
The afternoon sun was poising for its plunge behind the western barrier range and Lidgerwood had sent Grady, the stenographer, up to the cottage on the second mesa to tell Mrs. Dawson that he would not be up for dinner, when the door opened to admit Miss Brewster.
""And the way into my parlor is up a winding stair,"" she quoted blithely and quite as if the air were not thick with threatening possibilities. "So this is where you live, is it? What a dreary, bleak, blank place!"
"It was, a moment ago; but it isn"t, now," he said, and his soberness made the saying something more than a bit of commonplace gallantry. Then he gave her his swing-chair as the only comfortable one in the bare room, adding, "I hope you have come to tell me that your mother has changed her mind."
"Indeed I haven"t! What do you take us for, Howard?"
"For an exceedingly rash party of pleasure-hunters--if you have decided to stay here through what is likely to happen before to-morrow morning.
Besides, you are making it desperately hard for me."
She laughed lightly. "If you can"t be afraid for yourself, you"ll be afraid for other people, won"t you? It seems to be one of your necessities."
He let the taunt go unanswered.
"I can"t believe that you know what you are facing, any of you, Eleanor.
I"ll tell you what I told your mother: there will be battle, murder, and sudden death let loose here in Angels before to-morrow morning. And it is so utterly unnecessary for any of you to be involved."
She rose and stood before him, putting a comradely hand on his shoulder, and looking him fairly in the eyes.
"There was a ring of sincerity in that, Howard. Do you really mean that there is likely to be violence?"
"I do; it is almost certain to come. The trouble has been brewing for a long time--ever since I came here, in fact. And there is nothing we can do to prevent it. All we can do is to meet it when it does come, and fight it out."
""We," you say; who else besides yourself, Howard?" she asked.
"A little handful of loyal ones."
"Then you will be outnumbered?"
"Six to one here in town if the shopmen go out. They have already threatened to burn the company"s buildings if I don"t comply with their demands, and I know the temper of the outfit well enough to give it full credit for any violence it promises. Won"t you go and persuade the others to consent to run for it, Eleanor? It is simply the height of folly for you to hold the _Nadia_ here. If I could have had ten words with your father this morning before he went out to the mine, you would all have been in Copah, long ago. Even now, if I could get word to him, I"m sure he would order the car out at once."
She nodded.
"Perhaps he would; quite likely he would--and he would stay here himself." Then, suddenly: "You may send the _Nadia_ back to Copah on one condition--that you go with it."
At first he thought it was a deliberate insult; the cruelest indignity she had ever put upon him. Knowing his weakness, she was good-natured enough, or solicitous enough, to try to get him out of harm"s way. Then the steadfast look in her eyes made him uncertain.
"If I thought you could say that, realizing what it means--" he began, and then he looked away.
"Well?" she prompted, and the hand slipped from his shoulder.