The girl listened to Ford"s narrative with some degree of interest, though it contained nothing new to her. She could not have lived at Greenport during the period of his trial without being familiar with it all. But when he came to explanations in his own defence she followed listlessly.
Though she leaned back in her chair, and courteously stopped painting, while he talked so earnestly, the light in her eyes faded to a l.u.s.treless gleam, like that of the black pearl. His perception that her thoughts were wandering gave him a queer sensation of speaking into a medium in which his voice could not carry, cutting short his arguments, and bringing him to his conclusion more hurriedly than he had intended.
"I wanted you to know I didn"t do it," he finished, in a tone which begged for some expression of her belief, "because you"ve done so much to help me."
"Oh, but I should have helped you just the same, whether you had done it or not."
"But I suppose it makes some difference to you," he cried, impatiently, "to know that I didn"t."
"I suppose it would," she admitted, slowly, "if I thought much about it."
"Well, won"t you think?" he pleaded---"just to oblige me."
"Perhaps I will, when you"re gone; but at present I have to give my mind to getting you away. It was to talk about that that I came this morning."
Had she wanted to slip out of giving an opinion on the subject of his guilt, she could not have found a better exit. The means of his ultimate escape engrossed him even more than the theme of his innocence. When she spoke again all his faculties were concentrated into one keen point of attention.
"I think the time has come for you to--go."
If her voice trembled on the last word, he did not notice it. The pose of his body, the lines of his face, the glint of his gray eyes, were alive with interrogation.
"Go?" he asked, just audibly. "When?"
"To-morrow."
"How?"
"I"ll tell you that then."
"Why can"t you tell me now?"
"I could if I was sure you wouldn"t raise objections, but I know you will."
"Then there are objections to be raised?"
"There are objections to everything. There"s no plan of escape that won"t expose you to a good many risks. I"d rather you didn"t see them in advance."
"But isn"t it well to be prepared beforehand?"
"You"ll have plenty of time for preparation--after you"ve started. If that seems mysterious to you now, you"ll know what I mean by it when I come to-morrow. I shall be here in the afternoon at six."
With this information Ford was obliged to be content, spending a sleepless night and an impatient day, waiting for the time appointed.
She came punctually. For the first time she was not followed by her dog.
The only change in her appearance he could see was a short skirt of rough material instead of her usual linen or muslin.
"Are we going through the woods?" he asked.
"Not far. I shall take you by the trail that led to this spot before I built the cabin and made the path." As she spoke she surveyed him. "You"ll do," she smiled at last. "In those flannels, and with your beard, no one would know you for the Norrie Ford of three weeks ago."
It was easy for him to ascribe the glow in her eyes and the quiver in her voice to the excitement of the moment; for he could see that she had the spirit of adventure. Perhaps it was to conceal some embarra.s.sment under his regard that she spoke again, hurriedly.
"We"ve no time to lose. You needn"t take anything from here. We"d better start."
He followed her over the threshold, and as she turned to lock the cabin he had time to throw a glance of farewell over the familiar hills, now trans.m.u.ted into a haze of amethyst under the westering sun. A second later he heard her quick "Come on!" as she struck into the barely perceptible path that led upward, around the shoulder of the mountain.
It was a stiff bit of climbing, but she sped along with the dryad-like ease she had displayed on the night when she led him to the cabin. Beneath the primeval growth of ash and pine there was an underbrush so dense that no one but a creature gifted with the inherited instinct of the woods could have found the invisible, sinuous line alone possible to the feet.
But it was there, and she traced it--never pausing never speaking, and only looking back from time to time to a.s.sure herself that he was in sight, until they reached the top of the dome-shaped hill.
They came out suddenly on a rocky terrace, beneath which, a mile below, Champlain was spread out in great part of its length, from the dim bluff of Crown Point to the far-away, cloud-like mountains of Canada.
"You can sit down a minute here," she said, as he came up.
They found seats among the low scattered bowlders, but neither spoke. It was a moment at which to understand the jewelled imagery of the Seer of the Apocalypse. Jasper, jacinth, chalcedony, emerald, chrysoprasus, were suggested by the still bosom of the lake, towered round by light-reflecting mountains. The triple tier of the Vermont sh.o.r.e was bottle-green at its base, indigo in the middle height, while its summit was a pale undulation of evanescent blue against the jade and topaz of the twilight.
"The steamer _Empress of Erin_," the girl said, with what seemed like abruptness, "will sail from Montreal on the twenty-eighth, and from Quebec on the twenty-ninth. From Rimouski, at the mouth of the river St.
Lawrence, she will sail on the thirtieth, to touch nowhere else till she reaches Ireland. You will take her at Rimouski."
There was a silence, during which he tried to absorb this startling information.
"And from here to Rimouski?" he asked, at last.
"From here to Rimouski," she replied, with a gesture toward the lake, "your way is there."
There was another silence, while his eyes travelled the long, rainbow-colored lake, up to the faint line of mountains where it faded into a mist of bluish-green and gold.
"I see the way," he said then, "but I don"t see the means of taking it."
"You"ll find that in good time. In the mean while you"d better take this."
From her jacket she drew a paper, which she pa.s.sed to him. "That"s your ticket. You"ll see," she laughed, apologetically, "that I"ve taken for you what they call a suite, and I"ve done it for this reason. They"re keeping a lookout for you on every tramp ship from New York, on every cattle-ship from Boston, and on every grain-ship from Montreal; but they"re not looking for you in the most expensive cabins of the most expensive liners.
They know you"ve no money; and if you get out of the country at all, they expect it will be as a stoker or a stow-away They"ll never think you"re driving in cabs and staying at the best hotels."
"But I shan"t be," he said, simply.
"Oh yes, you will. You"ll need money, of course; and I"ve brought it.
You"ll need a good deal; so I"ve brought plenty."
She drew out a pocketbook and held it toward him. He looked at it, reddening, but made no attempt to take it.
"I can"t--I can"t--go as far as that," he stammered, hoa.r.s.ely.
"You mean," she returned, quickly, "that you hesitate to take money from a woman. I thought you might. But it isn"t from a woman; it"s from a man.
It"s from my father. He would have liked to do it. He would have wanted me to do it. They keep putting it in the bank for me--just to spend--but I never need it. What can I do with money in a place like Greenport? Here, take it," she urged, thrusting it into his hands. "You know very well it isn"t a matter of choice, but of life or death."
With her own fingers she clasped his upon it, drawing back and coloring at her boldness. For the first time in their weeks of intercourse she saw in him a touch of emotion The phlegmatism by which he had hitherto concealed his inward suffering seemed suddenly to desert him. He looked at her with lips quivering, while his eyes filled. His weakness only nerved her to be stronger, sending her for refuge back into the commonplace.
"They"ll expect you at Rimouski, because your luggage will already have gone on board at Montreal. Yes," she continued, in reply to his astonishment, "I"ve forwarded all the trunks and boxes that came to me from my father. I told my guardian I was sending them to be stored--and I am, for you"ll store them for me in London when you"ve done with them.
Here are the keys."