CHAPTER XIX
EXPLANATIONS
"I cannot endure this," came in one burst of feeling from the lips of
Mr. Blake. "She don't know, she don't realize--Sir," cried he, suddenly
becoming conscious of my presence in the room, "will you be good
enough to see that this note," he hastily scribbled one, "is carried across
the way to my house and given to Mrs. Daniels."
I bowed assent, routed up one of the men in the next room and
despatched it at once.
"Perhaps she will listen to the voice of one of her own sex if not to
me," said he; and began pacing the floor of the narrow room in which we
were, with a wildness of impatience that showed to what depths had sunk
the hope of gaining this lovely woman for his own.
Feeling myself no longer necessary in that spot, I followed where my
wishes led and entered the room where Luttra was bidding good-bye to her
father.
"I shall never forget," I heard her say as I crossed the floor to where
Mr. Gryce stood looking out of the window, "that your blood runs in my
veins together with that of my gentle-hearted, never-to-be- forgotten
mother. Whatever my fate may be or wherever I may hide the head you
have bowed to the dust, be sure I shall always lift up my hands in prayer
for your repentance and return to an honest life. God grant that my prayers
may be heard and that I may yet receive at your hands, a father's kindly
blessing."
The only answer to this was a heavily muttered growl that gave but
little promise of any such peaceful termination to a deeply vicious life.
Hearing it, Mr. Gryce hastened to procure his men and remove the
hardened wretches from the spot. All through the preparations for their
departure, she stood and watched their sullen faces with a wild yearning in
her eye that could scarcely be denied, but when the door finally closed
upon them, and she was left standing there with no one in the room but
myself she steadied herself up as one who is conscious that all the storms
of heaven are about to break upon her; and turning slowly to the door
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waited with arms crossed and a still determination upon her brow, the
coming of the feet of him whose resolve she felt must have, as yet been
only strengthened by her resistance.
She had not long to wait. Almost with the closing of the street door
upon the detectives and their prisoners, Mr. Blake followed by Mrs.
Daniels and another lady whose thick veil and long cloak but illy
concealed the patrician features and stately form of the Countess De Mirac,
entered the room.
The surprise had its effect; Luttra was evidently for the moment
thrown off her guard.
"Mrs. Daniels!" she breathed, holding out her hands with a longing
gesture.
"My dear mistress!" returned that good woman, taking those hands in
hers but in a respectful way that proved the constraint imposed upon her
by Mr. Blake's presence. "Do I see you again and safe?"
"You must have thought I cared little for the anxiety you would be sure
to feel," said that fair young mistress, gazing with earnestness into the glad
but tearful eyes of the housekeeper. But indeed, I have been in no position
to communicate with you, nor could I do so without risking that to protect
which I so outraged my feelings as to leave the house at all. I mean the life
and welfare of its master, Mrs. Daniels."
"Ha, what is that?" quoth Mr. Blake. "It was to save me, you consented
to follow them?"
"Yes; what else would have led me to such an action? They might have
killed me, I would not have cared, but when they began to utter threats
against you--"
"Mrs. Blake," exclaimed Mrs. Daniels, catching hold of her mistress's
uplifted hand, and pointing to a scar that slightly disfigured her white arm
a little above the wrist, "Mrs. Blake, what's that?"
A pink flush, the first I had seen on her usually pale countenance, rose
for an instant to her cheeks, and she seemed to hesitate.
"It was not there when I last saw you, Mrs. Blake."
"No," was the slow reply, "I found myself forced that night to inflict
upon myself a little wound. It is nothing, let it go."
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"No, Luttra I cannot let it go," said her husband, advancing towards
her with something like gentle command. "I must hear not only about this
but all the other occurrences of that night. How came they to find you in
the refuge you had attained?"
"I think," said she in a low tone the underlying suffering of which it
would be hard to describe, "that it was not to seek me they first invaded
your house. They had heard you were a rich man, and the sight of that
ladder running up the side of the new extension was too much for them.
Indeed I know that it was for purposes of robbery they came, for they had
hired this room opposite you some days previous to making the attempt.
You see they were almost destitute of money and though they had some
buried in the cellar of the old house in Vermont, they dared not leave the
city to procure it. My brother was obliged to do so later, however. It was a
surprise to them seeing me in your house. They had reached the roof of the
extension and were just lifting up the corner of the shade I had dropped
across the open window--I always open my window a few minutes before
preparing to retire--when I rose from the chair in which I had been
brooding, and turned up the gas. I was combing my hair at the time and so
of course they recognized me. Instantly they gave a secret signal I, alas,
remembered only too well, and crouching back, bade me put out the light
that they might enter with safety. I was at first too much startled to realize
the consequences of my action, and with some vague idea that they had
discovered my retreat and come for purposes of advice or assistance, I did
what they bid. Immediately they threw back the shade and came in, their
huge figures looming frightfully in the faint light made by a distant gas
lamp in the street below. 'What do you want?' were my first words uttered
in a voice I scarcely recognized for my own; 'why do you steal on me like
this in the night and through an open window fifty feet from the ground?
Aren't you afraid you will be discovered and sent back to the prison from
which you have escaped?' Their reply sent a chill through my blood and
awoke me to a realization of what I had done in thus allowing two escaped
convicts to enter a house not my own. 'We want money and we're not
afraid of anything now you are here.' And without heeding my
exclamation of horror, they coolly told me that they would wait where
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they were till the household was asleep, when they would expect me to
show them the way to the silver closet or what was better, the safe or
wherever it was Mr. Blake kept his money. I saw they took me for a
servant, as indeed I was, and for some minutes I managed to preserve that
position in their eyes. But when in a sudden burst of rage at my refusal to
help them, they pushed me aside and hurried to the door with the manifest
intention of going below, I forgot prudence in my fears and uttered some
wild appeal to them not to do injury to any one in the house for it was my
husband's. Of course that disclosure had its natural effect.
"They stopped, but only to beset me with questions till the whole truth
came out. I could not have committed a worse folly than thus taking them
into my confidence. Instantly the advantages to be gained by using my
secret connection with so wealthy a man for the purpose of cowering me
and blackmailing him, seemed to strike both their minds at once, slow as
they usually are to receive impressions. The silver- closet and money-safe
sank to a comparatively insignificant position in their eyes, and to get me
out of the house, and with my happiness at stake, treat with the honorable
man who notwithstanding his non-approval of me as a woman, still
regarded me as his lawfully wedded wife, became in their eyes a thing of
such wonderful promise they were willing to run any and every risk to test
its value. But here to their great astonishment I rebelled; astonishment
because they could not realize my desiring anything above money and the
position to which they declared I was by law entitled. In vain I pleaded my
love; in vain I threatened exposure of their plans if not whereabouts. The
mine of gold which they fondly believed they had stumbled upon
unawares, promised too richly to be easily abandoned. 'You must go with
us,' said they, 'if not peaceably then by force,' and they actually advanced
upon me, upsetting a chair and tearing down one of the curtains to which I
clung. It was then I committed that little act concerning which you
questioned me. I wanted to show them I was not to be moved by threats of
that character; that I did not even fear the shedding of my blood; and that
they would only be wasting their time in trying to sway me by hints of
personal violence. And they were a little impressed, sufficiently so at least
to turn their threats in another direction, awakening fears at last which I
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could not conceal, much as I felt it would be policy to do so. Gathering up
a few articles I most prized, my wedding ring, Mr. Blake, and a
photograph of yourself that Mrs. Daniels had been kind enough to give me,
I put on my bonnet and cloak and said I would go with them, since they
persisted in requiring it. The fact is I no longer possessed motive or
strength to resist. Even your unexpected appearance at the door, Mrs.
Daniels, offered no prospect of hope. Arouse the house? what would that
do? only reveal my cherished secret and perhaps jeopardize the life of my
husband. Besides, they were my own near kin, remember, and so had
some little claim upon my consideration, at least to the point of my not
personally betraying them unless they menaced immediate and actual
harm. The escape by the window which would have been a difficult task
for most women to perform, was easy enough for me. I was brought up to
wild ways you know, and the descent of a ladder forty feet long was a
comparatively trivial thing for me to accomplish. It was the tearing away
from a life of silent peace, the reentrance of my soul into an atmosphere of
sin and deadly plotting, that was the hard thing, the difficult dreadful thing
which hung weights to my feet, and made me well nigh mad. And it was
this which at the sight of a policeman in the street led me to make an effort
to escape. But it was not successful. Though I was fortunate enough to
free myself from the grasp of my father and brother, I reached the gate on
----- street only to encounter the eyes of him whose displeasure I most
feared, looking sternly upon me from the other side. The shock was too
much for me in my then weak and unnerved condition. Without
considering anything but the fact that he never had known and never must,
that I had been in the same house with him for so long, I rushed back to
the corner and into the arms of the men who awaited me. How you came
to be there, Mr. Blake, or why you did not open the gate and follow, I
cannot say.
"The gate was locked," returned that gentleman. "You remember it
closes with a spring, and can only be opened by means of a key which I
did not have."
"My father had it," she murmured; "he spent a whole week in the
endeavor to get hold of it, and finally succeeded on the evening of the very
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day he used it. It was left in the lock I believe."
"So much for servants," I whispered to myself.
"The next morning," continued she, "they put the case very plainly
before me. I was at liberty to return at once to my home if I would promise
to work in their interest by making certain demands upon you as your wife.
All they wanted, said they, was a snug little sum and a lift out of the
country. If I would secure them these, they would trouble me no more. But
I could not concede to anything of that nature, of course, and the
consequence was these long weeks of imprisonment and suspense; weeks
that I do not now begrudge, seeing they have brought me the assurance of
your esteem and the knowledge, that wherever I go, your thoughts will
follow me with compassion if not with love."
And having told her story and thus answered his demands, she
assumed once more the position of lofty reserve that seemed to shut him
back from advance like a wall of invincible crystal.
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