The Great Secret Part 14
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He sat up at once, but he did not attempt to rise. His eyes watched me anxiously. My surprise seemed to trouble him.
"I am afraid--" he began hesitatingly.
"You need be afraid of nothing," I interrupted, going over and taking his hand. "Only how on earth did you get here?"
He looked around before replying. The old habits had not deserted him.
"Your friend, Miss Van Hoyt, arranged it," he said. "The others had another plan; but they were no match for her."
"But how did you come?" I asked. "You were not well enough to travel alone."
"She left me at Medchester station," he answered. "Your carriage brought me over here, and your servants have been most kind. But--but before I go to bed to-night, there are things which I must say to you. We must not sleep under the same roof until we have arrived at an understanding."
I looked at him with compa.s.sion. He had shaved recently, and his face, besides being altogether colorless, seemed very wan and pinched. His clothes seemed too big for him, his eyes were unnaturally clear and luminous.
"We will talk later on," I said, "if it is really necessary. Shall you feel well enough to come down and have dinner with me, or would you like something served up here?"
"I should like to come down," he answered, "if you will lend me your man to help me dress."
"Come as you are," I said. "We shall be alone!"
He smiled a little curiously.
"I should like to change," he declared. "A few hours of civilization, after all I have been through, will be rather a welcome experience."
"Very well," I told him, "I will send my man at once. There is just another thing which I should like to ask you. Have you any objection to seeing my doctor?"
"None whatever," he answered. "I think perhaps," he added, "that it would be advisable, in case anything should happen while I am here."
I laughed cheerfully.
"Come," I declared, "nothing of that sort is going to happen now. You are perfectly safe here, and this country air is going to do wonders for you."
He made no answer in words. His expression, however, plainly showed me what he thought. I did not pursue the subject.
"I will send a man round at once," I said, turning away. "We dine at eight."
My guest at dinner-time revealed traces of breeding and distinction which I had not previously observed in him. He was obviously a man of birth, and one who had mixed in the very best society of other capitals, save London alone. He ate very little, but he drank two gla.s.ses of my "Regents" Chambertin, with the air of a critic. He declined cigars, but he carried my cigarette box off with him into the study; and he accepted without hesitation some '47 brandy with his coffee. All the time, however, he had the air of a man with something on his mind, and we had scarcely been alone for a minute, before he brushed aside the slighter conversation which I was somewhat inclined to foster, and plunged into the great subject.
"Mr. Courage," he said, "I want to speak to you seriously." I nodded.
"Why don't you wait for a few days, until you have pulled up a little?" I suggested. "There is no hurry. You are perfectly safe down here."
He looked at me as one might look at a child.
"There is very urgent need for hurry," he a.s.serted, "and apart from that, death waits for no man, and my feet are very near indeed to the borderland. There must be an understanding between us."
"As you will," I answered, "although I won't admit that you are as ill as you think you are!"
He smiled faintly.
"That," he said, "is because you do not know. Now listen. You have to make, within the next few minutes, a great decision. Very likely, after you have chosen, you will curse me all your days. It was a freak of fate which brought us together. But I must say this. You are the sort of man whom I would have chosen, if any measure of choice had fallen to my lot.
And yet," he looked around, "I am almost afraid to speak now that I have seen you in your home, now that I have realized something of what your life must be."
All the time, underneath the flow of his level words, there trembled the sub-note of a barely controlled emotion. The man's eyes were like fire.
His cigarette had gone out. He lit another with restless, twitching fingers.
"Words, at any rate, can do me no harm," I said encouragingly. "Go on! I should like to hear what you have to say."
"Words," he exclaimed, "bring knowledge, and with knowledge comes all the majesty or the despair of life. One does not need to be a student of character to know that you are a contented man. You are well off. You have a beautiful home, you are a sportsman, your days are well-ordered, life itself slips easily by for you. You have none of the wanderer's discontent, none of the pa.s.sionate heart longings of the man who has lifted even the corner of the veil to see what lies beyond. If I speak, all this may be changed to you. Why should I do it?"
His words stirred me. The eloquence of real conviction trembled in his tone. I felt some answering spark of excitement creep into my own blood.
"Let me hear what you have to say, at all events!" I exclaimed. "Don't take too much for granted. Mine has been a simple life, but there have been seasons when I would have changed it. I come of an adventurous race, though the times have curbed our spirits. It was my grandfather, Sir Hardross Courage, who was amba.s.sador at Paris when Napoleon--"
"I know! I know!" he exclaimed. "Your grandfather! Good! And Nicholas Courage--what of him?"
"My uncle!" I answered. "You have heard of him in Teheran."
A spot of color burned in his pallid cheeks.
"I hesitate no longer," he cried. "These were great men; but I will show you the way to deeds which shall leave their memory pale. Listen! Did you ever hear of Wortley Foote?"
"The spy," I answered, "of course!"
He started as though he were stung even to death. His cheeks were flushed, and then as suddenly livid. He seemed to have grown smaller in his chair, to be shrinking away as though I had threatened him with a blow.
"I forgot," he muttered. "I forgot. Never mind. I am Wortley Foote. At least it has been my name for a time."
It was my turn to be astonished. I looked at him for a moment petrified.
Was this indeed the man who had brought all Europe to the verge of war, who was held responsible for the greatest international complication of the century? Years had pa.s.sed, but I remembered well that week of fierce excitement when the clash of arms rang through Europe, when three great fleets were mobilized, and the very earth seemed to reverberate with the footsteps of the gathering millions, moving always towards one spot.
Disaster was averted by what seemed then to be a miracle; but no one ever doubted but that one man, and one man alone, was responsible for what might have been the most awful catastrophe of civilized times. And it was that man who sat in my study and watched me now, with ghastly face and pa.s.sionately inquiring eyes. When he spoke, his voice sounded thin and cracked.
"I had forgotten," he said, "that I was speaking to one of the million.
To you, mine must seem a name to shudder at. Yet listen to me. My life is finished. I have lied before now in great causes. No man in my position could have avoided it. To-day, I speak the truth. You must believe me! Do you hear?"
"Yes!" I answered, "I hear!"
"Death is my bedfellow," he continued. "Death is by my side like my own shadow. In straits like mine, the uses of chicanery are past. I come of a family of English gentlemen, even as you, Hardross Courage. We are of the same order, and I speak to you man to man, with the dew of death upon my lips. You will listen?"
"Yes!" I answered, "I will listen!"
"You will believe?"
"Yes!" I answered, "I will believe!"
He drew a breath of relief. A wonderful change lightened his face.
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