In a last desperate effort, I cried, “Even suppose that I grant your
request, even suppose I agree not to tell Sylvia the truth--still the
day will come when you will hear from her the point-blank question: ‘Is
my child blind because of this disease?’ And what will you answer?”
He said, in his cold, measured tones, “I will answer that there are a
thousand ways in which the disease can be innocently acquired.”
For a long time there was silence between us. At last he spoke again,
and his voice was as emotionless as if we had just met: “Do I understand
you, madam, that if I reject your advice and refuse to tell my wife what
you call the truth, it is your intention to tell her yourself?”
“You understand me correctly,” I replied.
“And may I ask when you intend to carry out this threat?”
“I will wait,” I said, “I will give you every chance to think it
over--to consult with the doctors, in case you wish to. I will not take
the step without giving you fair notice.”
“For that I am obliged to you,” he said, with a touch of irony; and that
was our last word.
26. Our island was visible in the distance and I was impatient for the
time when I should be free from this man’s presence. But as we drew
nearer, I noticed a boat coming out; it proved to be one of the smaller
launches heading directly for us. Neither van Tuiver nor I spoke, but
both of us watched it, and he must have been wondering, as I was, what
its purpose could be. When it was near enough, I made out that its
passengers were Dr. Perrin and Dr. Gibson.
We slowed up, and the other boat did the same, and they lay within a few
feet of each other. Dr. Perrin greeted van Tuiver, and after introducing
the other man, he said: “We came out to have a talk with you. Would you
be so good as to step into this boat?”
“Certainly,” was the reply. The two launches were drawn side by side,
and the transfer made; the man who was running the smaller launch
stepped into ours--evidently having been instructed in advance.
“You will excuse us please?” said the little doctor to me. The man who
had stepped into our launch spoke to the captain of it, and the power
was then put on, and we moved away a sufficient distance to be out of
hearing. I thought this a strange procedure, but I conjectured that the
doctors had become nervous as to what I might have told van Tuiver. So
I dismissed the matter from my mind, and spent my time reviewing the
exciting adventure I had just passed through.
How much impression had I made? It was hard for me to judge such a man.
He would pretend to be less concerned than he actually was. But surely
he must see that he was in my power, and would have to give way in the
end!
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