A Master Of Deception Part 32
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"The----? Oh, have you? That also is good hearing."
"It cost me two pounds four and six."
"Did it? I hope you consider it to be worth the money."
"I've fixed it for Thursday at noon."
"Noon? Isn't that--rather an unfas.h.i.+onable hour?"
"Mind you're there! You've promised! I've got your promise."
"Am I likely to forget--the circ.u.mstances under which you got my promise?"
"If you're not there you'll be sorry."
"Honestly, Mabel, I think we shall both of us be sorry."
"You will! There's--there's another thing; I--I want to warn you."
"Warn me? Haven't you done that once or twice already?"
"I--I want to warn you against Mr. Dale."
"Against Mr. Dale? Why?"
"I believe he suspects."
"Suspects? What? About you and me?"
"About--your uncle."
"What does he suspect about my uncle?"
"He's been finding out things. Ss.h.!.+ there's someone moving. Perhaps it's mother; she mustn't find me here, like this."
She flitted from the room as noiselessly as she had entered, shutting the door without its making a sound. He stood and listened. Perhaps it was her conscience which had made her fancy noises--all seemed still.
If she had ascended to her room on the landing, a ghost could not have moved more silently.
CHAPTER XX
THE FIRST LINE OF AN OLD SONG
Rodney Elmore had the unusual attribute of seeming at his best in the morning, as if calm, unruffled sleep, having removed the cobwebs from his brain, returned him rested and buoyant to a world in which there were no shadows. When, on the Wednesday morning, he came downstairs with light steps and dancing eyes, he found among the letters on the breakfast table one which was addressed in a familiar hand. He gave it pride of place.
"MY DEAR R.,--I don't know what possesses me, but I feel that I simply must write and tell you that I wish you were within kissing distance.
Isn't that a ridiculous feeling to have, especially where you're concerned? Do you think that I don't know? I have been conscious of the most extraordinary sensations since Sunday. I made a mistake in asking you to come and console me. You did it so effectually that--well, I would like you to continue the treatment. There's a dreadful thing to say! Aren't I a wretch? Poor dear Tom! I know he has all the good qualities I haven't, and that he'll make me the best husband in the world, but as for his consoling me--oh, dear! oh, dear!
oh, dear! I don't like the idea at all! I'm nearly sure that, after all, the best husband in the world is not the one I'm looking for.
What makes me feel so all over pins and needles when I'm with Tom, and so comfy when I'm with you? Isn't it odd? Have you any feeling of the kind where I'm concerned? I know you'll say so, but have you?
You'd say anything to anyone, but, all the same, I've a feeling somewhere that, if I chose, I could have you on a little bit of string. I daren't ask you to come here again, I simply daren't; but, if you do come, mind you give me proper warning. What would you say if I ran up to town? Should I see Stella at the corner of every street? Sweet Stella! Aren't I a cat? I suppose you couldn't rob a bank or something? If you and I were starting off to-morrow together, ever so far, for ever so long--I dare not think of it, and that's the honest truth. Aren't I insane? No one but you would ever guess it.--M.
"Mind you tear this up the very moment you have read it, and you're to forget that you ever did read it!
"By the way, by which train did you go up on Sunday? You weren't sure that you could catch the Pullman, and, if you did miss it, did you go by the 9.10? In that case you must have been in the same train as your uncle. When I saw about it in the paper it gave me quite a shock.
Fancy if he was in the next carriage to yours? I suppose the dear man hasn't left you a millionaire? If he only had! You would--wouldn't you?
"Tear it up!"
He had just finished reading this somewhat interjectional epistle when Miss Joyce came in, the bearer of his morning meal. He greeted her as if he were really pleased to see her.
"The top of the morning to you, Baby! How moves the world your way? Do you feel like dancing on your pink toes?"
When he called her Baby, the pet name he had for her, she glanced up at him, almost as if she were startled.
"Did you understand what I said to you last night?"
"Perfectly; I've been thinking it all over, and I've come to a decision. I think you're quite right in what you wish me to do. As this isn't Leap Year, let me regularise the position. Mabel, I would like you to be my wife. Will you take me for your husband?"
"You say that because you know you can't help yourself."
"You are mistaken. If I didn't want to be your husband, nothing you or anyone could say or do could make me, rest a.s.sured of that. I won't pretend that, if things had turned out differently, I--should have suggested it; but, as they are, please, Mabel, let me do the proposing--say you will be my wife."
"I'm going to be your wife; to-morrow, Thursday, at noon, and don't you make any mistake. There's the address of the registrar's office at which you're going to be married, and mind you're there to time."
"Baby--you are only a baby, after all--don't talk like that; don't let's enter the matrimonial state as if we wished to cut each other's throats; let's start afresh on the old terms. I hope that when we're being married you won't have those white cheeks and unhappy eyes, or the registrar will think that I'm frightening you into being my bride, and you know that will be wrong."
"Rodney, do you care for me a little bit?"
"My dear Mabel, I care for you in an altogether different fas.h.i.+on from that which you suppose, as I hope to be able to prove to you before very long. Come, let's be friends."
"Don't touch me--don't! Mother's waiting for me. She wants me for something; she told me not to be long. I--I want to speak to you before I go. I--I want to warn you against Mr. Dale."
"You said something to that effect last night. Is Mr. Dale so dangerous?"
"He's jealous of you."
"Well, does that const.i.tute him dangerous?"
"He always has been throwing out nasty hints about you."
"To whom? Surely not to you? You wouldn't listen to what you yourself call nasty hints about me coming from a man like Dale?"
"It wasn't so much that I listened as that he was always at it whenever he came near me. I couldn't stop him. I suppose that my asking him about your going to Brighton on Sunday, and my going to the inquest, and such-like, made him--made him----"
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