THE REMEDY
When Sylvia went to Guy a little later, she found him installed in Burke"s room. Burke himself was out on the farm, but it was past the usual hour for luncheon, and she knew he would be returning soon.
Kieff rose up noiselessly from the bedside at her entrance, and she saw that Guy was asleep. She was conscious of a surging, pa.s.sionate longing to be alone with him as she crept forward. The silent presence of this stranger had a curious, nauseating effect upon her. She suppressed a shudder as she pa.s.sed him.
He stood behind her in utter immobility as she bent over the bed.
Guy was lying very still, but though he was pale, the deathly look had gone from his face. He looked unutterably tired, but very peaceful.
Lying so, with all the painful lines of his face relaxed, she saw the likeness of his boyhood very clearly on his quiet features, and her heart gave a quick hard throb within her that sent the hot tears to her eyes. The sight of him grew blurred and dim. She just touched his black hair with trembling fingers as she fought back a sob.
And then quite suddenly his eyes were open, looking at her. The pupils were enormously enlarged, giving him an unfamiliar look.
But at sight of her, a quick smile flashed across his face--his old glad smile of welcome, and she knew him again. "Hullo--darling!"
he said.
She could not speak in answer. She could only lay her hand over his and hold it fast.
He went on, his speech rapid, slightly incoherent. Guy had been like that, she remembered, in moments of any excitement or stress.
"I"ve had a beastly bad dream, sweetheart. Thought I"d lost you--somehow I was messing about in a filthy fog, and there were beastly precipices about. And you--you were calling somewhere--telling me not to forget something. What was it? I"m dashed if I can remember now."
"It--doesn"t matter," she managed to say, though her voice was barely audible.
He opened his eyes a little wider. "Are you crying, I say? What"s the matter? What, darling? You"re not crying for me? Eh? I shall get over it. I always come up again. Ask Kelly! Ask Kieff!"
"Yes, you always come up again," Kieff said, in his brief, mechanical voice.
Guy threw him a look that was a curious blend of respect and disgust. "Hullo, Lucifer!" he said. "What are you doing here?
Come to show us the quickest way to h.e.l.l? He"s an authority on that, Sylvia. He knows all the shortest cuts."
He broke off with a sudden hard breath, and Sylvia saw again that awful shadow gather in his eyes. She made way for Kieff, though not consciously at his behest, and there followed a dreadful struggling upon which she could not look. Kieff spoke once or twice briefly, authoritatively, and was answered by a sound more anguished than any words. Then at the end of several unspeakable seconds she heard Burke"s footstep outside the door. She turned to him as he entered, with a thankfulness beyond all expression.
"Oh, Burke, he is suffering--so terribly. Do see if you can help!"
He pa.s.sed her swiftly and went to the other side of the bed.
Somehow his presence braced her. She looked again upon Guy in his extremity.
He was propped against Kieff"s shoulder, his face quite livid, his eyes roaming wildly round the room, till suddenly they found and rested upon her own. All her life Sylvia was to remember the appeal those eyes held for her. It was as if his soul were crying aloud to her for freedom.
She came to the foot of the bed. The anguish had entered into her also, and it was more than she could bear.
She turned from Burke to Kieff. "Oh, do anything--anything--to help him!" she implored him. "Don"t let him suffer--like this!"
Kieff"s hand went to his pocket. "There is only one thing," he said.
Burke, his arm behind Guy"s convulsed body, made an abrupt gesture with his free hand. "Wait! He"ll come through it. He did before."
And still those tortured eyes besought Sylvia, urged her, entreated her.
She left the foot of the bed, and went to Kieff. Her lips felt stiff and numb, but she forced them to speak.
"If you have anything that will help him, give it to him now!
Don"t wait! Don"t wait!"
Kieff the impa.s.sive, nodded briefly, and took his hand from his pocket.
"Wait! He is better," Burke said.
But, "Don"t wait! Don"t wait!" whispered Sylvia. "Don"t let him die--like this!"
Kieff held out to her a small leather case. "Open it!" he said.
She obeyed him though her hands were trembling. She took out the needle and syringe it contained.
Burke said no more. Perhaps he realized that the cause was already lost. And so he looked on in utter silence while Sylvia and Kieff between them administered the only thing that could ease the awful suffering that seemed greater than flesh and blood could bear.
It took effect with marvellous quickness--that remedy of Kieff"s.
It was, to Sylvia"s imagination, like the casting forth of a demon.
Guy"s burning eyes ceased to implore her. He strained no longer in the cruel grip. His whole frame relaxed, and he even smiled at her as they laid him back against the pillows.
"That"s better," he said.
"Thank G.o.d!" Sylvia whispered.
His eyes were drooping heavily. He tried to keep them open. "Hold my hand!" he murmured to her.
She sat on the edge of the bed, and took it between her own.
His finger pressed hers. "That"s good, darling. Now I"m happy.
Wish we--could go on like this--always. Don"t you?"
"No," she whispered back. "I want you well again."
"Ah!" His eyes were closing; he opened them again. "You mean that, sweetheart? You really want me?"
"Of course I do," she said.
Guy was still smiling but there was pathos in his smile. "Ah, that makes a difference," he said, "--all the difference. That means you"ve quite forgiven me. Quite, Sylvia?"
"Quite," she answered, and she spoke straight from her heart. She had forgotten Burke, forgotten Kieff, forgotten everyone in that moment save Guy, the dear lover of her youth.
And he too was looking at her with eyes that saw her alone. "Kiss me, little sweetheart!" he said softly. "And then I"ll know--for sure."
It was boyishly spoken, and she could not refuse. She had no thought of refusing.
As in the old days when they had been young together, her heart responded to the call of his. She leaned down to him instantly and very lovingly, and kissed him.
"Sure you want me?" whispered Guy.
"G.o.d knows I do," she answered him very earnestly.