A Hero of Romance Part 37
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"Thank you, I haven't."
The captain took it, and began to read. Almost without intending it Bertie watched him. For some reason, though he could scarcely have told what it was, for the reader gave no outward signs of anything of the kind, he was persuaded that the paper contained something which the captain found of startling interest. He saw the captain stare with peculiar fixedness at one paragraph, never taking his eyes off it for at least five minutes. He even thought that the captain's lips were twitching, that the captain's face grew pale. As if perceiving the inspection and resenting it, he drew the paper closer to him, so that it concealed his countenance.
As they were nearing Aldershot and Farnham a little conversation was commenced which had a peculiar interest for Bertie, if for no one else in the compartment.
In the opposite corner, at the other end of the carriage, was seated a stout old gentleman, with a very red face and very white hair. He wore a gorgeous smoking-cap, which was stuck at the back of his head, and there was something about his appearance and demeanour which impressed the beholder with the fact that this was a gentleman of strong opinions.
In front of him was a thin young gentleman with a pale face, who puffed at a big meerschaum pipe as though he did not exactly like it.
He was reading a novel with a yellow back, which all the world could perceive was _The Adventures of Harry Lorrequer_. The old gentleman had been reading the _Evening Standard_ through a pair of gold gla.s.ses of the most imposing size and pattern.
He had apparently finished with his paper, for he lowered it and stared through his gla.s.ses at the thin young man in front of him. The thin young man did not seem to be made the more comfortable by his gaze.
"Have you seen about the Countess of Ferndale's jewels?"
This was said in loud, magisterial tones, which commanded the attention of the whole compartment. The young man seemed startled.
Bertie was startled; he almost thought he saw the _Globe_ tremble in the captain's hands.
"I beg your pardon?"
"Have you seen about the Countess of Ferndale's jewels?"
This was said in tones rather louder and more magisterial than at first.
"No! No! I haven't!"
"Then, sir, I say it's a disgrace to the country."
Whether it was a disgrace to the country that the thin young man had not heard about the Countess of Ferndale's jewels was not quite clear.
The thin young man seemed to think it was, for he turned pink.
However, the old gentleman went on,--
"Here's a n.o.ble lady, the wife of one of the greatest English peers, returning from personal attendance upon her sovereign, bearing with her jewels of almost priceless value, and they disappear from underneath her nose. I say it's a disgrace to the country, sir!"
The thin young man seemed relieved. It was evidently not his want of knowledge which was a disgrace to the country, but the disappearance of the lady's jewels. Bertie p.r.i.c.ked up his ears; the captain gave no sign of having heard.
The young man ventured on a question.
"How's that? Have they been stolen?"
"How's that, sir! Stolen, sir! I should think they have been stolen!"
The words were spoken with almost volcanic force. All the carriage began to take an interest in what was being said--excepting always "Uncle Tom."
The old gentleman grasped his paper with his right hand, and emphasized his words with the first finger of his left.
"At half-past two this afternoon the Countess of Ferndale, who has been in attendance at Windsor Castle, started from Windsor to London. Windsor, sir, is at a distance of twenty-two miles from town--twenty-two miles; no more. The traffic between that place and London, sir, is extremely large; and yet, travelling on that short strip of railway, in one of Her Majesty's own state coaches----"
"I don't think it was in one of the Queen's own coaches she was travelling."
"No; it wasn't."
The first interruption came from the severe-looking gentleman who had lent the Captain the _Globe_; the second from a placid-looking gentleman with black whiskers, who sat beside him in front of Bertie.
"Well, sir, and what difference does that make?"
"None at all, perhaps, to the main issue," the severe gentleman allowed. "It's only a statement of fact."
"Well, sir, supposing it is a statement of fact, which, as at present advised, I am not prepared to allow, I suppose I may take it for granted that she was travelling in a compartment which was exclusively reserved for her own use?"
"That, I believe, was the case."
"Well, sir, travelling on that short strip of railway, in a compartment exclusively reserved for her own use, what happens in this England of the nineteenth century? It is incredible! monstrous! She had with her certain family jewels of almost priceless value. She had been wearing them in Her Majesty's own presence. They were in the charge of certain officers of her household; and yet, when she comes to the end of that journey of two and twenty miles, they were gone, sir!--gone! vanished into air!"
"No! If they were stolen, he must have been a jolly clever thief,"
observed the thin young man.
"A jolly clever thief!" said, or rather roared the stout old gentleman. "You speak of the author of such an outrage as a jolly clever thief. If I had the miscreant within reach of my hand"--the stout old gentleman stretched out his hand, and the thin young man shrank out of the way--"I should consider myself justified in striking him down, and trampling the life out of his wretched carca.s.s. I should consider the doer of such an act deserved well of his country, sir!"
Bertie felt a cold s.h.i.+ver go down his back. He pictured the stout old gentleman striking him down, and trampling the life out of his wretched carca.s.s. At that moment he almost felt as though he had been guilty of the crime; he almost expected the stout old gentleman to read his guilt upon his countenance, and conclude the business there and then. As for the captain--the least that Bertie expected him to do was to open the door and, without waiting for such a small detail as the stopping of the train, disappear into the night. What he actually did was to return the _Globe_, with a courteous bow, to the severe-looking gentleman, carefully cross his knees, and light a fresh cigar. Then he listened to what was being said with an air of placid interest.
"What was the value of the jewels?" inquired the gentleman with the black whiskers.
"Priceless! priceless! How can you value jewels which have been in the possession of a n.o.ble family for generations? which are family heirlooms?"
"I suppose they must be pretty well known, in which case the thieves will find considerable difficulty in getting rid of their spoil."
"Getting rid of their spoil! Is it conceivable that such villains are to be allowed to get rid of their spoil, to sell it, and fatten on the proceeds?"
"Very conceivable, indeed, unless something is done to stop them."
The stout old gentleman was so affected by the idea of the countess's jewels being brought into the market in such an ign.o.ble way that words failed him, and he gasped for breath.
During all this time Bertie's sensations were indescribable. He felt as though he were under the power of some hideous spell. He would have given anything to have been able to spring up and denounce the miscreant who had wrought this crime. There would have been something worthy of a hero in that; but he could not do it, he was spellbound.
Perhaps the consciousness of the revolver which was in the captain's pocket had something to do with his state of mind; but it was not only that, he was paralysed by the position itself--by the knowledge that his own act had made him the companion of such a rogue.
Just at the moment the captain raised his hand, as if by chance, and tapped the inner pocket of his coat. Slight though the action was, Bertie saw it, and he shuddered. But there was worse to follow.
The remark was made by the severe-looking gentleman.
"What strikes me is, how was the theft performed? Those in charge of the box swear that it was never out of their sight. When they started the jewels were in it; when they reached their journey's end they were gone. They couldn't have been spirited away."
"The boxes were changed."
Bertie felt that his heart had ceased to beat. The words were spoken by "Uncle Tom."
It was the first time he had opened his lips. The eyes of all in the carriage were fixed upon him. He was seated, apparently quite at his ease, a cigar in his mouth, one hand upon his knee, and, as he spoke, with the other he undid the top b.u.t.ton of his overcoat.
"How could they be changed? Those in charge state that they never lost sight of the particular box in which the jewels were."
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