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第54章 BOOK III:THE HEART OF MAN(7)

That evening the disappointed Sweetwater took the train for New York.He had failed to advance the case in hand one whit,yet the countenance he showed Mr.Gryce at their first interview was not a wholly gloomy one.

"Fifty dollars to the bad!"was his first laconic greeting."All I have learned is comprised in these two statements.The second O.B.is a fine fellow;and not intentionally the cause of our tragedy.He does not even know about it.He's down with the fever at present and they haven't told him.When he's better we may hear something;but I doubt even that.

"Tell me about it."

Sweetwater complied;and such is the unconsciousness with which we often encounter the pivotal circumstance upon which our future or the future of our most cherished undertaking hangs,he omitted from his story,the sole discovery which was of any real importance in the unravelling of the mystery in which they were so deeply concerned.He said nothing of his walk in the woods or of what he saw there.

"A meagre haul,"he remarked at the close.

"But that's as it should be,if you and I are right in our impressions and the clew to this mystery lies here in the character and daring of Orlando Brotherson.That's why I'm not down in the mouth.Which goes to show what a grip my prejudices have on me.""As prejudiced as a bulldog."

"Exactly.By the way,what news of the gentleman I've just mentioned?Is he as serene in my absence as when under my eye?""More so;he looks like a man on the verge of triumph.But I fear the triumph he anticipates has nothing to do with our affairs.All his time and thought is taken up with his invention.""You discourage me,sir.And now to see Mr.Challoner.Small comfort can I carry him."

XXVII

THE IMAGE OF DREAD

In the comfortable little sitting-room of the Scott cottage Doris stood,looking eagerly from the window which gave upon the road.

Behind her on the other side of the room,could be seen through a partly opened door,a neatly spread bed,with a hand lying quietly on the patched coverlet.It was a strong looking hand which,even when quiescent,conveyed the idea of purpose and vitality.As Doris said,the fingers never curled up languidly,but always with the hint of a clench.Several weeks had passed since the departure of Sweetwater and the invalid was fast gaining strength.To-morrow,he would be up.

Was Doris thinking of him?Undoubtedly,for her eyes often flashed his way;but her main attention was fixed upon the road,though no one was in sight at the moment.Some one had passed for whose return she looked;some one whom,if she had been asked to describe,she would have called a tall,fine-looking man of middle age,of a cultivated appearance seldom seen in this small manufacturing town;seldom seen,possibly,in any town.He had glanced up at the window as he went by,in a manner too marked not to excite her curiosity.

Would he look up again when he came back?She was waiting there to see.Why,she did not know.She was not used to indulging in petty suppositions of this kind;her life was too busy,her anxieties too keen.The great dread looming ever before her,-the dread of that hour when she must speak,-left her very little heart for anything dissociated with this coming event.For a girl of seventeen she was unusually thoughtful.Life had been hard in this little cottage since her mother died,or rather she had felt its responsibilities keenly.

Life itself could not be hard where Oswald Brotherson lived;neither to man,nor woman.The cheer of some natures possesses a divine faculty.If it can help no other way,it does so by the aid of its own light.Such was the character of this man's temperament.The cottage was a happy place;only -she never fathomed the depths of that only.If in these days she essayed at times to do so,she gave full credit to the Dread which rose ever before her -rose like a ghost!She,Doris,led by inscrutable Fate,was waiting to hurt him who hurt nobody;whose mere presence was a blessing.

But her interest had been caught to-day,caught by this stranger,and when during her eager watch the small messenger from the Works came to the door with the usual daily supply of books and magazines for the patient,she stepped out on the porch to speak to him and to point out the gentleman who was now rapidly returning from his stroll up the road.

"Who is that,Johnny?she asked."You know everybody who comes to town.What is the name of the gentleman you see coming?"The boy looked,searched his memory,not without some show of misgiving.

"A queer name,he admitted at last."I never heard the likes of it here before.Shally something.Shally -Shally -""Challoner?"

"Yes,that's it.How could you guess?He's from New York.Nobody knows why he's here.Don't seem to have no business.""Well,never mind.Run on,Johnny.And don't forget to come earlier to-morrow;Mr.Brotherson gets tired waiting.""Does he?I'll come quick then;quick as I can run."And he sped off at a pace which promised well for the morrow.

Challoner!There was but one Challoner in the world for Doris Scott,-Edith's father.Was this he?It must be,or why this haunting sense of something half remembered as she caught a glimpse of his face.Edith's father!and he was approaching,approaching rapidly,on his way back to town.Would he stop this time?As the possibility struck her,she trembled and drew back,entering the house,but pausing in the hall with her ear turned to the road.

She had not closed the door;something within -a hope or a dread -had prevented that.Would he take it as an invitation to come in?No,no;she was not ready for such an encounter yet.He might speak Edith's name;Oswald might hear and -with a gasp she recognised the closeness of his step;heard it lag,almost halt just where the path to the house ran into the roadside.But it passed on.He was not going to force an interview yet.She could hear him retreating further and further away.The event was not for this day,thank God!She would have one night at least in which to prepare herself.

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