A Splendid Hazard Part 23
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THE DRAMA BEGINS
She swayed a little, but recovered as the pain of the shock was succeeded by numbness. That out of the dark of this room, into the light of that lamp, in this house so far removed from cities that it seemed not a part of the world . . . there should step this man! Why had there been no hint of his presence? Why had not the clairvoyance of despair warned her? One of her hands rose and pressed over her eyes, as if to sponge out this phantom. It was useless; it was no dream; he was still there, this man she had neither seen nor heard of for five years because her will was stronger than her desire, this man who had broken her heart as children break toys! And deep below all this present terror was the abiding truth that she still loved him and always would love him. The shame of this knowledge did more than all else to rouse and to nerve her.
"Karl?" It was like an echo.
"Yes." There was war in his voice and att.i.tude and not without reason.
He had wronged this woman, not with direct intention it was true, but nevertheless he had wronged her; and her presence here could mean nothing less than that fate had selected this spot for the reckoning.
She could topple down his carefully reared schemes with the same ease with which he had blown over hers. And to him these schemes were life to his breath and salt to his blood, everything. What was one woman?
cynically. "Yes, it is I," in the tongue native to them both.
"And what do you here?"
"I am Admiral Killigrew's private secretary." He wet his lips. He was not so strong before this woman as he had expected to be. The glamour of the old days was faintly rekindled at the sight of her. And she _was_ beautiful.
"Then, this is the house?" in a whisper.
"It is."
"You terrify me!"
"Hildegarde, this is your scheme," shrugging. "Tell them all you know; break me, ruin me. Here is a fair opportunity for revenge."
"G.o.d forbid!" she cried with a s.h.i.+ver. "Were you guilty of all crimes, I could only remember that once I loved you."
"You shame me," he replied frankly, but with infinite relief. "You have outdone me in magnanimity. Will you forgive me?"
"Oh, yes. Forgiveness is one of the few things you men can not rob us of." She spoke without bitterness, but her eyes were dim and her lips dropped. "What shall we do? They must not know that we have met."
"Cathewe knows," moodily.
"I had forgotten!"
"I leave all in your hands. Do what you will. If you break me--and G.o.d knows well that you can do it--it would be only an act of justice.
I have been a d.a.m.ned scoundrel; I am man enough to admit of that."
She saw his face more clearly now. Time had marked it. There were new lines at the corners of his eyes and the cheek-bones were more prominent. Perhaps he had suffered too. "You will always have the courage to do," she said, "right or wrong in a great manner."
"Am I wrong to seek--"
"Hus.h.!.+ I know. It is what you must thrust aside or break to reach it, Karl. The thing itself is not wrong, but you will go about it wrongly.
You can not help that."
He did not reply. Perhaps she was right. Indeed, was she not herself an example of it? If there was one thing in his complex career that he regretted more than another it was the deception of this woman. He did not possess the usual vanity of the s.e.x; there was nothing here to be proud of; his dream of conquest was not over the kingdom of women.
"Some one is coming," he said, listening.
"Leave it all to me."
"Ah! . . ." with a hand toward her.
"Do not say it. I understand the thought. If only you loved me, you would say!" the iron in her voice unmistakable.
He let his hand fall. He was sorry.
Presently the others made their entrance upon the scene, a singular anticlimax. The admiral rang for the c.o.c.ktails. Introductions followed.
"Is it not strange?" said the singer to Laura. "I stole in here to look at the trophies, when I discovered Mr. Breitmann whom I once knew in Munich."
"Mr. Cathewe," said the young hostess, "this is Mr. Breitmann, who is aiding father in the compilation of his book."
"Mr. Breitmann and I have met before," said Cathewe soberly.
The two men bowed. Cathewe never gave his hand to any but his intimates. But Laura, who was not aware of this ancient reserve, thought that both of them showed a lack of warmth. And Fitzgerald, who was watching all comers now, was sure that the past of his friend and Breitmann interlaced in some way.
"So, young man," said Mrs. Coldfield, a handsome motherly woman, "you have had the impudence to let five years pa.s.s without darkening my doors. What excuse have you?"
"I'm guilty of anything you say," Fitzgerald answered humbly. "What shall be my punishment?"
"You shall take Miss Laura in and I shall sit at your left."
"For my sins it shall be as you say. But, really, I have been so little in New York," he added.
"I forgive you simply because you have not made a failure of your mother's son. And you look like her, too." It is one of the privileges of old persons to compare the young with this or that parent.
"You are flattering me. Dad used to say that I was as homely as a hedge-fence."
"Now you're fis.h.i.+ng, and I'm too old a fish to rise to such a cast."
"I heard you sing in Paris a few years ago," said M. Ferraud.
"Yes?" Hildegarde von Mitter wondered who this little man could be.
"And you sing no more?"
"No. The bird has flown; only the woman remains." They were at the table now, and she absently plucked the flowers beside her plate.
"Ah, to sing as you did, and then to disappear, to vanis.h.!.+ You had no right to do so. You belonged to the public," animatedly.
"The public is always selfish; it always demands more than any single person can give to it. Pardon?" she said as Cathewe leaned to speak to her. "I did not hear."
M. Ferraud nibbled his crisp celery.
"I asked, what will you do?" repeated Cathewe for her ear only.
"What do you mean?"
"Did you know that he was here?"
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