The clerk in charge, not overburdened with wits, failed to catch the significance of the abbreviation. He only stared and waited.
"Send that to Mr. Mayhan"s patient," corrected the colonel, the sweat beading on brow and chin, and turned to pace the floor as he had paced the roadway.
The wait, though seemingly interminable, ended too quickly for his wish, and his rap on the door of Mr. Scripps"s room was hesitant and feeble.
There came in answer an inarticulate rumble, and an instant later across ten yards of floor s.p.a.ce he gazed on the confronting Nibbetts, and paused, speechless. But the confronting Nibbetts--the nickname by which the Viscount Kneedrock had been best known to relatives and close friends--was eminently more composed.
"I am indeed deeply honored," he said and bowed stiffly. The irony of his tone was withering.
Darling, fighting himself for words, advanced a step or two. Then: "I should never have known you," he ventured unfortunately.
The other laughed with a hoa.r.s.e, grim bitterness.
"No?" he queried. "How odd!" And his caller colored to his eyebrows.
"Would you care to sit down?" the viscount continued, pushing a chair forward with his uninjured right hand. The left, bandaged, was supported by a sling. "It may help you to some self-possession."
But Colonel Darling, irritated, shook his head.
"I sha"n"t detain you," he said. "But--I--you see--you see, I had to make sure. I should never have believed, otherwise."
"You"re quite sure you believe now?"
"Quite. Still, I can"t understand. I would have sworn--"
"You did swear," Kneedrock interrupted. "That was the devil of it."
The colonel"s lip twitched under his mustache.
"I never had a doubt," he averred. "I--I am unspeakably sorry."
"Much good that does. Still, it"s no end decent that you should say so.
Yet, on the whole, I fancy you got rather the worst of it. Will you sit down to oblige me? I"ve something I"d like to say to you."
Jack Darling, wretched as never before in his wretched life, slid limply into the chair that waited.
"Can"t I offer you something?" asked Kneedrock, his hand on the bell.
In spite of his pride and because of his misery the colonel accepted.
Certainly the viscount"s was the more commanding presence. He seemed to have taken the situation in hand at once. Darling was still the reverse of composed. His eyelids twitched and his lips quivered.
The two men were nearly of an age. If there was any advantage here it, too, was on the side of Kneedrock, who had just turned forty-four. But in general appearance the colonel contrasted strongly for the better.
He was especially well groomed, whereas Nibbetts was at once leonine, rugged, and nearly shabby. His tawny hair and beard were ragged and uncared for. He gave the impression of having been out of the world in which such things mattered. And this was true.
Having dispensed his hospitality, he reverted to his sneer. He was still standing when he said:
"I a.s.sume Mrs. Darling never showed you my letter of six years ago."
His voice aroused the officer, who was in a reverie.
"Your--your letter?" he queried uncertainly.
"My letter from Zanzibar, in which I said I was starting for the world"s end."
"Yes, I saw that."
"And still you refused to believe? How often our wishes guide our reason."
Something of resentment, of indignation, struck a light in Darling"s pale eyes, but his voice held to a monotone.
"I couldn"t. I--" He hesitated, took a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped his perspiring brow. "You see, I--I didn"t know your hand, and--well, the signature might have been any one"s. It was, if I remember, your Christian name only."
"You mean you suspected that Nina was playing you a trick?"
"I--I didn"t say so."
"Others saw it, I suppose? Others that knew me? Those that did know my hand?"
"Yes, I fancy they did. I heard the question discussed."
"What question?"
"The question of the miracle. The question of the dead alive."
Kneedrock"s lip curled and his huge shoulders stretched their sinews.
"Huh!" he grunted. "After all, it didn"t matter. You"d already married her. You"d already begun to reap tares."
Now the pale eyes of Darling flashed ominously. "You"ve no right to say that," he said shortly with irritation.
"I"m not alone in saying it," returned the honorable viscount calmly.
"I"ve heard it in the islands of the south seas. You didn"t fancy it was a secret, I hope?"
Colonel Darling was silent.
"She"s led you a pretty dance, I dare say."
Still Colonel Darling was silent.
"I understood, too, that the worm had turned? Pray pardon the simile."
Colonel Darling being still silent, Kneedrock smiled.
"I was fool enough to come all the way back here with the idea of punishing you," he pursued. "But I"ve changed my mind about that. You"re getting punishment enough, that"s plain. So I am going to thank you instead. I know now what was spared me. Darling, you have my sympathy; you have really."
Darling got suddenly to his feet. "d.a.m.n your sympathy!" he cried. "I don"t know what you"ve heard. But I do know it isn"t true."