The Firing Line Part 3
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"We are near enough now," she said, "and the fog is quite gone. May I thank you and depart without further arousing you to psychological philosophy?"
"If you must," he said; "but I'd rather row you in."
"If I must? Do you expect to paddle me around Cape Horn?" And she rose and stepped lightly onto the bow, maintaining her balance without effort while the boat pitched, fearless, confident, swaying there between sky and sea.
"Good-bye," she said, gravely nodding at him.
"Good-bye, Calypso!"
She joined her finger tips above her head, preliminary to a plunge. Then she looked down at him over her shoulder.
"I _told_ you that Calypso was a _land_ nymph."
"I can't help it; fabled Calypso you must remain to me."
"Oh; am I to remain--anything--to you--for the next five minutes?"
"Do you think I could forget you?"
"I don't think so--for five minutes. Your satisfied vanity will retain me for so long--until it becomes hungry again. And--but read the history of Ulysses--carefully. However, it _was_ nice of you--not to name yourself and expect a response from me. I'm afraid--I'm afraid it is going to take me almost five minutes to forget you--I mean your boat of course. Good-bye!"
Before he could speak again she went overboard, rose swimming with effortless grace. After a dozen strokes or so she turned on one side, glancing back at him. Later, almost among the breakers, she raised one arm in airy signal, but whether to him or to somebody on the raft he did not know.
For five minutes--the allotted five--he lay on his oars watching the sands. At moments he fancied he could still distinguish her, but the distance was great, and there were many scarlet head-dresses among the bathers ash.o.r.e and afloat.
And after a while he settled back on his oars, cast a last glance astern, and pulled for the _Ariani_, aboard of which Portlaw was already bellowing at him through an enormous megaphone.
Malcourt, who looked much younger than he really was, appeared on the after deck, strolling about with a telescope tucked up under one arm, both hands in his trousers pockets; and, as Hamil pulled under the stern, he leaned over the rail: "h.e.l.lo, Hamil! Any trade with the natives in prospect? How far will a pint of beads go with the lady aborigines?"
"Better ask at the Beach Club," replied Hamil, laughing; "I say, Malcourt, I've had a corking swim out yonder--"
"Go in deep?" inquired Malcourt guilelessly.
"Deep? It's forty fathoms off the reef."
"I didn't mean the water," murmured Malcourt.
CHAPTER II
A LANDING
The _Ariani_ was to sail that evening, her destination being Miami and the West Coast where Portlaw desired to do some tarpon fis.h.i.+ng and Wayward had railroad interests. Malcourt, always in a receptive att.i.tude, was quite ready to go anywhere when invited. Otherwise he preferred a remunerative attention to business.
Hamil, however, though with the gay company aboard, was not of them; he had business at Palm Beach; his luggage had already been sent ash.o.r.e; and now, prepared to follow, he stood a little apart from the others on the moonlit deck, making his adieux to the master of the _Ariani_.
"It's been perfectly stunning--this cruise," he said. "It was kind of you, Wayward; I don't know how to tell you how kind--but your boat's a corker and you are another--"
"Do you like this sort of thing?" asked Wayward grimly.
"Like it? It's only a part of your ordinary lives--yours and Portlaw's; so you are not quite fitted to understand. But, Wayward, I've been in heavy harness. You have been doing this sort of heavenly thing--how many years?"
"Too many. Tell me; you've really made good this last year, haven't you, Garry?"
Hamil nodded. "I had to."
He laid his hand on the older man's arm. "Why do you know," he said, "when they gave me that first commission for the little park at Hampton Hills--thanks to you--I hadn't five dollars in all the world."
Wayward stood looking at him through his spectacles, absently pulling at his moustache, which was already partly gray.
"Garry," he said in his deep, pleasant voice that was however never very clear, "Portlaw tells me that you are to do his place. Then there are the new parks in Richmond Borough, and this enormous commission down here among the snakes and jungles. Well--G.o.d bless you. You're twenty-five and busy. I'm forty-five and"--he looked drearily into the younger man's eyes--"burnt out," he said with his mirthless laugh--"and still drenching the embers with the same stuff that set 'em ablaze....
Good-bye, Garry. Your boat's alongside. My compliments to your aunt."
At the gangway the younger man bade adieu to Malcourt and Portlaw, laughing as the latter indignantly requested to know why Hamil wasted his time attending to business.
Malcourt drew him aside:
"So you're going to rig up a big park and snake preserve for Neville Cardross?"
"I'm going to try, Louis. You know the family, I believe, don't you?"
Malcourt gazed placidly at him. "Very well indeed," he replied deliberately. "They're a, good, domestic, mother-pin-a-rose-on-me sort of family.... I'm a sort of distant cousin--run of the house and privilege of kissing the girls--not now, but once. I'm going to stay there when we get back from Miami."
"You didn't tell me that?" observed Hamil, surprised.
"No," said Malcourt carelessly, "I didn't know it myself. Just made up my mind to do it. Saves hotel expenses. Well--your c.o.c.kle-sh.e.l.l is waiting. Give my regards to the family--particularly to s.h.i.+ela." He looked curiously at Hamil; "particularly to s.h.i.+ela," he repeated; but Hamil missed the expression of his eyes in the dusk.
"Are you really going to throw us over like this?" demanded Portlaw as the young men turned back together across the deck.
"Got to do it," said Hamil cheerfully, offering his hand in adieu.
"Don't plead necessity," insisted Portlaw. "You've just landed old man Cardross, and you've got the Richmond parks, and you're going to sting me for more than I'm worth. Why on earth do you cut and run this way?"
"No man in his proper senses really knows why he does anything.
Seriously, Portlaw, my party is ended--"
"Destiny gave Ulysses a proud party that lasted ten years; wasn't it ten, Malcourt?" demanded Portlaw. "Stay with us, son; you've nine years and eleven months of being a naughty boy coming to you--including a few Circes and grand slams--"
"He's met his Circe," cut in Malcourt, leaning languidly over the rail; "she's wearing a scarlet handkerchief this season--"
Portlaw, laughing fatly, nodded. "Louis discovered your Circe through the gla.s.ses climbing into your boat--"
"What a busy little beast you are, Malcourt," observed Hamil, annoyed, glancing down at the small boat alongside.
"'Beast' is good! You mean the mere sight of her transformed Louis into the cla.s.sic shote," added Portlaw, laughing louder as Hamil, still smiling through his annoyance, went over the side. And a moment later the gig shot away into the star-set darkness.
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