As I caught up the cloak under my arm something crackled under my
fingers, and hurrying to a dark corner of the veranda I found the
pocket and drew forth an envelope. My conscience, I confess, was
agreeably quiescent. You may, if you wish, pronounce my conduct at
several points of this narrative wholly indefensible; but I was engaged
in a sincere effort to straighten out the Holbrook tangle, and Helen
had openly challenged me. If I could carry this deception through
successfully I believed that within a few hours I might bring Henry
Holbrook to terms. As for Gillespie he was far safer with Rosalind
than with Helen. I thrust the envelope into my breast pocket and
settled myself by the veranda rail, where I could look out upon the
lake, and at the same time keep an eye on the ball-room. And, to be
frank about it, I felt rather pleased with myself! It would do Helen
no great harm to wait for Gillespie on St. Agatha's pier: the
discipline of disappointment would be good for her. Vigorous
hand-clapping demanded a repetition of the popular two-step of the
hour, and I saw Rosalind and Gillespie swing into the dance as the
music struck up again.
Somewhere beneath I heard the rumble and bang of a bowling-alley above
the music. Then my eyes, roaming the lake, fell upon the casino pier
below. Some one was coming toward me--a girl wrapped in a long cloak
who had apparently just landed from a boat. She moved swiftly toward
the casino. I saw her and lost her again as she passed in and out of
the light of the pier lamps. A dozen times the shadows caught her
away; a dozen times the pier lights flashed upon her; and at last I was
aware that it was Helen Holbrook, walking swiftly, as though upon an
urgent errand. I ran down the steps and met her luckily on a deserted
stretch of board walk. I was prepared for an angry outburst, but
hardly for the sword-like glitter of her first words.
"This is infamous! It is outrageous! I did not believe that even you
would be guilty of this!"
The two-step was swinging on to its conclusion, and I knew that the
casino entrance was not the place for a scene with an angry girl.
"I am anything you like; but please come to a place where we can talk
quietly."
"I will not! I will not be tricked by you again."
"You will come along with me, at once and quietly," I said; and to my
surprise she walked up the steps beside me. As we passed the ball-room
door the music climbed to its climax and ended.
"Come, let us go to the farther end of the veranda."
When we had reached a quiet corner she broke out upon me again.
"If you have done what I think you have done, what I might have known
you would do, I shall punish you terribly--you and her!"
"You may punish me all you like, but you shall not punish her!" I said
with her own emphasis.
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