His eyes were coming back to hers. "If I thought you meant that," he repeated; "if I believed that you could despise me so utterly as to think for a moment that I would deliberately turn my back upon my responsibilities here--go away and hunt safety for myself, leaving the men who have stood by me to whatever----"
"You are making it a matter of duty," she interrupted quite gravely. "I suppose that is right and proper. But isn"t your first duty to yourself and to those who--" She paused, and then went on in the same steady tone: "I have been hearing some things to-day--some of the things you said I would hear. You are well hated in the Red Desert, Howard--hated so fiercely that this quarrel with your men will be almost a personal one."
"I know," he said.
"They will kill you, if you stay here and let them do it."
"Quite possibly."
"Howard! Do you tell me you can stay here and face all this without flinching?"
"Oh, no; I didn"t say that."
"But you are facing it!"
He smiled.
"As I told you yesterday--that is one of the things for which I draw my salary. Don"t mistake me; there is nothing heroic about it--the heroics are due to come to-night. That is another thing, Eleanor--another reason why I want you to go away. When the real pinch comes, I shall probably disgrace myself and everybody remotely connected with me. I"d a good bit rather be torn into little pieces, privately, than have you here to be made ashamed--again."
She turned away.
"Tell me, in so many words, what you think will be done to-night--what are you expecting?"
"I told you a few moments ago, in the words of the Prayer Book: battle, and murder, and sudden death. A strike has been planned, and it will fail. Five minutes after the first strike-abandoned train arrives, the town will go mad."
She had come close to him again.
"Mother won"t go and leave father; that is settled. You must do the best you can, with us for a handicap. What will you do with us, Howard?"
"I have been thinking about that. The farther you can get away from the shops and the yard, which will be the storm-centre, the safer you will be. I can have the _Nadia_ set out on the Copperette switch, which is a good half-mile below the town, with Van Lew and Jefferis to stand guard----"
"They will both be here, with you," she interrupted.
"Then the alternative is to place the car as near as possible to this building, which will be defended. If there is a riot, you can all come up here and be out of the way of chance pistol-shots, at least."
"Ugh!" she shivered. "Is this really civilized America?"
"It"s America--without much of the civilization. Now, will you go and tell the others what to expect, and send Van Lew to me? I want to tell him just what to do and how to do it, while there is time and an undisturbed chance."
XXI
THE BOSS MACHINIST
Miss Brewster evidently obeyed her instructions precisely, since Van Lew came almost immediately to tap on the door of the superintendent"s private room.
"Miss Eleanor said you wanted to see me," he began, when Lidgerwood had admitted him; adding: "I was just about to chase out to see what had become of her."
The frank confession of solicitude was not thrown away upon Lidgerwood, and it cost him an effort to put the athlete on a plane of brotherly equality as a comrade in arms. But he compa.s.sed it.
"Yes, I asked her to send you up," he replied. Then: "I suppose you know what we are confronting, Mr. Van Lew?"
"Mrs. Brewster told us as soon as we came back from the hills. Is it likely to be serious?"
"Yes. I wish I could have persuaded Mrs. Brewster to order the _Nadia_ out of it. But she has refused to go and leave Mr. Brewster behind."
"I know," said Van Lew; "we have all refused."
"So Miss Brewster has just told me," frowned Lidgerwood. "That being the case, we must make the best of it. How are you fixed for arms in the president"s car?"
"I have a hunting rifle--a forty-four magazine; and Jefferis has a small armory of revolvers--boy-like."
"Good! The defense of the car, if a riot materializes, will fall upon you two. Judge Holcombe can"t be counted in. I"ll give you all the help I can spare, but you"ll have to furnish the brains. I suppose I don"t need to tell you not to take any chances?"
Van Lew shook his head and smiled.
"Not while the dear girl whom, G.o.d willing, I"m going to marry, is a member of our car-party. I"m more likely to be over-cautious than reckless, Mr. Lidgerwood."
Here, in terms unmistakable, was a deep grave in which to bury any poor phantom of hope which might have survived, but Lidgerwood did not advertise the funeral.
"She is altogether worthy of the most that you can do for her, and the best that you can give her, Mr. Van Lew," he said gravely. Then he pa.s.sed quickly to the more vital matter. "The _Nadia_ will be placed on the short spur track at this end of the building, close in, where you can step from the rear platform of the car to the station platform. I"ll try to keep watch for you, but you must also keep watch for yourself. If any firing begins, get your people out quietly and bring them up here.
Of course, none of you will have anything worse than a stray bullet to fear, but the side walls of the _Nadia_ would offer no protection against that."
Van Lew nodded understandingly.
"Call it settled," he said. "Shall I use my own judgment as to the proper moment to make the break, or will you pa.s.s us the word?"
Lidgerwood took time to consider. Conditions might arise under which the Crow"s Nest would be the most unsafe place in Angels to which to flee for shelter.
"Perhaps you would better sit tight until I give the word," he directed, after the reflective pause. Then, in a lighter vein: "All of these careful prefigurings may be entirely beside the mark, Mr. Van Lew; I hope the event may prove that they were. And until the thing actually hits us, we may as well keep up appearances. Don"t let the women worry any more than they have to."
"You can trust me for that," laughed the athlete, and he went his way to begin the keeping up of appearances.
At seven o"clock, just as Lidgerwood was finishing the luncheon which had been sent up to his office from the station kitchen, Train 203 pulled in from the east; and a little later Dawson"s belated wrecking-train trailed up from the west, bringing the "cripples" from the Little b.u.t.te disaster. Not to leave anything undone, Lidgerwood summoned McCloskey by a touch of the buzzer-push connecting with the trainmaster"s office.
"No word from Judson yet?" he asked, when McCloskey"s homely face appeared in the doorway.
"No, not yet," was the reply.
"Let me know when you hear from him; and in the meantime I wish you would go downstairs and see if Gridley came in on 203. If he did, bring him and Benson up here and we"ll hold a council of war. If you see Dawson, send him home to his mother and sister. He can report to me later, if he finds it safe to leave his womankind."
The door of the outer office had barely closed behind McCloskey when that opening into the corridor swung upon its hinges to admit the master-mechanic. He was dusty and travel-stained, but nothing seemed to stale his genial good-humor.
"Well, well, Mr. Lidgerwood! so the hoboes have asked to see your hand, at last, have they?" he began sympathetically. "I heard of it over in Copah, just in good time to let me catch 203. You"re not going to let them make you show down, are you?"