54-40 or Fight Part 12
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"One woman's wits against another's!" she flashed at me. "As for that"--She made a swift motion to her throat. "Here is the trinket. Tell the tall lady it is my present to you. Tell her I may send her a wedding present--when the wedding really is to happen. Of course, you do not mean what you have said about being married in such haste?"
"Every word of it," I answered. "And at her own home. 'Tis no runaway match; I have the consent of her father."
"But you said you had her consent only an hour ago. Ah, this is better than a play!"
"It is true," said I, "there has not been time to inform Miss Churchill's family of my need for haste. I shall attend to that when I arrive. The lady has seen the note from Mr. Calhoun ordering me to Montreal."
"To Montreal? How curious!" she mused. "But what did Mr. Calhoun say to this marriage?"
"He forbade the banns."
"But Monsieur will take her before him in a sack--and he will forbid you, I am sure, to condemn that lady to a life in a cabin, to a couch of husks, to a lord who would crush her arms and command her--"
I flushed as she reminded me of my own speech, and there came no answer but the one which I imagine is the verdict of all lovers. "She is the dearest girl in the world," I declared.
"Has she fortune?"
"I do not know."
"Have you fortune?"
"G.o.d knows, no!"
"You have but love-and this country?"
"That is all."
"It is enough," said she, sighing. "Dear G.o.d, it is enough! But then"-she turned to me suddenly--"I don't think you will be married so soon, after all. Wait."
"That is what Mr. Pakenham wanted Mr. Calhoun to do," I smiled.
"But Mr. Pakenham is not a woman."
"Ah, then you also forbid our banns?"
"If you challenge me," she retorted, "I shall do my worst."
"Then do your worst!" I said. "All of you do your joint worst. You can not shake the faith of Elisabeth Churchill in me, nor mine in her. Oh, yes, by all means do your worst!"
"Very well," she said, with a catch of her breath. "At least we both said--'on guard!'
"I wish I could ask you to attend at our wedding," I concluded, as her carriage approached the curb; "but it is safe to say that not even friends of the family will be present, and of those not all the family will be friends."
She did not seem to see her carriage as it paused, although she prepared to enter when I opened the door. Her look, absorbed, general, seemed rather to take in the sweep of the wide grounds, the green of the young springtime, the bursting of the new white blossoms, the blue of the sky, the loom of the distant capitol dome--all the crude promise of our young and tawdry capital, still in the making of a world city. Her eyes pa.s.sed to me and searched my face without looking into my eyes, as though I made part of her study. What sat on her face was perplexity, wonder, amazement, and something else, I know not what. Something of her perfect poise and confidence, her quality as woman of the world, seemed to drop away. A strange and childlike quality came into her face, a pathos unlike anything I had seen there before. She took my hand mechanically.
"Of course," said she, as though she spoke to herself, "it can not be.
But, dear G.o.d! would it not be enough?"
I did not understand her speech. I stood and watched her carriage as it whirled away. Thinking of my great need for haste, mechanically I looked at my watch. It was one o'clock. Then I reflected that it was at eleven of the night previous that I had first met the Baroness von Ritz.
Our acquaintance had therefore lasted some fourteen hours.
CHAPTER X
MIXED DUTIES
Most women will forgive a liberty, rather than a slight.
--_Colton_.
When I crossed the White House grounds and found my way to the spot where I had left my horse, I discovered my darky boy lying on his back, fast asleep under a tree, the bridle reins hooked over his upturned foot. I wakened him, took the reins and was about to mount, when at the moment I heard my name called.
Turning, I saw emerge from the door of Gautier's little cafe, across the street, the tall figure of an erstwhile friend of mine, Jack Dandridge, of Tennessee, credited with being the youngest member in the House of Representatives at Was.h.i.+ngton--and credited with little else.
Dandridge had been taken up by friends of Jackson and Polk and carried into Congress without much plan or objection on either side. Since his arrival at the capital he had been present at few roll-calls, and had voted on fewer measures. His life was given up in the main to one specialty, to-wit: the compounding of a certain beverage, invented by himself, the const.i.tuent parts of which were Bourbon whiskey, absinthe, square faced gin and a dash of _eau de vie_. This concoction, over which few shared his own personal enthusiasm, he had christened the Barn-Burner's Dream; although Mr. Dandridge himself was opposed to the tenets of the political party thus ent.i.tled--which, by the way, was to get its whimsical name, possibly from Dandridge himself, at the forthcoming Democratic convention of that year.
Jack Dandridge, it may be said, was originally possessed of a splendid const.i.tution. Nearly six feet tall, his full and somewhat protruding eye was as yet only a trifle watery, his wide lip only a trifle loose, his strong figure only a trifle portly. Socially he had been well received in our city, and during his stay east of the mountains he had found occasion to lay desperate suit to the hand of none other than Miss Elisabeth Churchill. We had been rivals, although not enemies; for Jack, finding which way the wind sat for him, withdrew like a man, and cherished no ill will. When I saw him now, a sudden idea came to me, so that I crossed the street at his invitation.
"Come in," said he. "Come in with me, and have a Dream. I have just invented a new touch for it; I have, 'pon my word."
"Jack," I exclaimed, grasping him by the shoulder, "you are the man I want. You are the friend that I need--the very one."
"Certainly, certainly," he said; "but please do not disarrange my cravat. Sir, I move you the previous question. Will you have a Dream with me? I construct them now with three additional squirts of the absinthe." He locked his arm in mine.
"You may have a Dream," said I; "but for me, I need all my head to-day.
In short, I need both our heads as well."
Jack was already rapping with the head of his cane upon the table, to call an attendant, but he turned to me. "What is the matter? Lady, this time?"
"Two of them."
"Indeed? One apiece, eh?"
"None apiece, perhaps. In any case, you lose."
"Then the names--or at least one?"
I flushed a bit in spite of myself. "You know Miss Elisabeth Churchill?"
He nodded gravely. "And about the other lady?"
"I can not tell you much about her," said I; "I have but little knowledge myself. I mean the Baroness von Ritz."
"Oh, ho!" Jack opened his eyes, and gave a long whistle. "State secrets, eh?"
I nodded, and looked him square in the eye.
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