And then things began to happen fast. Before I could realize that the
procession was headed for me it was upon me, lead by my suicidal
acquaintance, his pockets bursting with money, his hat, mysteriously
retrieved, also brimming with lucre, his vest bulging with it, and his
hand full of bank notes. Straight toward me he came, and dropping upon
his knees he flung both hands full of money into my lap, the crowd
closing in about us despite the police officers, who ran about wildly
shouting, "Ladies and gentlemen, order, please!"
"My benefactress! My good angel!" shouted the kneeling man. "My sign
from heaven, accept a few miserable hundreds as your inadequate reward!"
"You have been gambling!" I said severely, while gathering up the money
from my lap.
"Yes, I broke the bank on your advice!" he shouted. "Twenty on the red,
ten on the black. Take, oh, take your reward, my angel!"
"I will take this shameful money for the foreign missions at home!" I
said severely. "It ought to be turned to holy uses, and you will only
lose it again! And please get up. You are making us both ridiculous!"
But before he could comply, to my unspeakable horror Alicia and her
father pushed their way through the crowd, accompanied by a young man.
At sight of me Peaches gave a whoop of joy.
"What price a chaperon!" she yelled. "Free, you little hellion!"
She turned from me to the young man in attendance.
"Good Lord, what'll I have to get her out of next?" she asked him
whimsically. And then I recognized him.
It was the Duke di Monteventi!
VI
Even amidst the excitement incident to my personal predicament I could
not but be surprised at that young man's being there--and with Peaches!
He had the most extraordinary way of turning up unexpectedly. And even
more remarkable was the way in which he appeared equal to whatever
situation he dropped into the midst of, for now it was he who maneuvered
my extrication from the embarrassing attentions of the bank-breaking
person, and it was on his arm that I departed from that iniquitous spot
to which I had so inadvertently wandered. It was not until we returned
to the hotel that I learned what had happened, and then dear knows it
was nothing to his credit.
It appears that they had met him at the gaming table. But, of course,
that could not be counted as wholly against him, inasmuch as Peaches
herself had been there, and even I had been near by, though, of course,
without intention. Obviously I was not in a position to reprove either
of them, though I took the greatest pains to explain in minute detail
just how the situation in which they found me had arisen, omitting only
the exact nature of the work upon which I had been engaged.
"Never mind, Free!" said Peaches soothingly. "Don't bother to alibi.
Both father and I have played hunches ourselves, haven't we, dad? Only
it's generally been in person."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account