I thought that he would faint. His face went white as paper and he shrank back. He gazed at me with wild, straining eyes. "God forgive me! Oh, why didn't you tell me, boy? Why didn't you tell me?" In his voice there was a note more poignant than a sob. "You should have trusted me," he went on. "You should have told me. When were you married?" "Just a month ago. I was keeping it as a surprise for you. I was waiting till you said you liked and thought well of her. Oh, I thought you would be pleased and glad, and I was treasuring it up to tell you." "This is terrible, terrible!" His voice was choked with agony. On her chair, Berna drooped wearily. Her wide, staring eyes were fixed on the floor in pitiful perplexity. "Yes, it's terrible enough. We were so happy. We lived so joyously together. Everything was perfect, a heaven for us both. And then you came, you with your charm that would lure an angel from high heaven. You tried your power on my poor little girl, the girl that never loved but me. And I trusted you, I tried to make you and her friends. I "Yes, yes, I know. Your words stab me. It's all true, true." "You came like a serpent, a foul, crawling thing, to steal her from me, to wrong me. She was loving, faithful, pure. You would have dragged her in the mire. You——" "Stop, brother, stop, for Heaven's sake! You wrong me." He held out his hand commandingly. A wonderful change had come over him. His face had regained its calm. It was proud, stern. "You must not think I would have been guilty of that," he said quietly. "I've played a part I never thought to play; I've done a thing I never thought to have dirtied my hands in the doing, and I'm sorry and ashamed for it. But I tell you, Athol—that's all. As God's my witness, I've done you no wrong. Surely you don't think me as low as that? Surely you don't believe that of me? I did what I did for my very love for you, for your honour's sake. I asked her here that you might see what she was—but that's all, I swear it. She's been as safe as if in a cage of steel." "I know it," I said; "I know it. You don't need to tell me that. You brought her here to expose her, to show me what a fool I was. It didn't matter how much it hurt me, the more the better, anything to save the name. You would have broken "I thought I was acting for the best!" he cried. I laughed scornfully. "I know it—according to your lights. You asked her here that I might see what she was. You tell me you have gained her love; you say she came here at your bidding; you swear she would have been unfaithful to me. Well, I tell you, brother of mine, in your teeth I tell you—I don't believe you!" Suddenly the little, drooping figure on the chair had raised itself; the white, woe-begone face with the wide, staring eyes was turned towards me; the pitiful look had gone, and in its stead was one of wild, unspeakable joy. "It's all right, Berna," I said; "I don't believe him, and if a million others were to say the same, if they were to thunder it in my ears down all eternity, I would tell them they lied, they lied!" A heaven-lit radiance was in the grey eyes. She made as if to come to me, but she swayed, and I caught her in my arms. "Don't be frightened, little girl. Give me your hand. See! I'll kiss it, dear. Now, don't cry; don't, honey." Her arms were around me. She clung to me ever so tightly. "Garry," I said, "this is my wife. When I have Suddenly she stopped me. Her hand was on my arm, and she turned towards Garry. She held herself as proudly as a queen. "I want to explain now," she said, "before you both." She pulled from her bosom a little crumpled note, and handed it to me. Then, as I read it, a great light burst on me. Here it was: "Dear Berna: "For heaven's sake be on your guard. Jack Locasto is on his way north again. I think he's crazy. I know he'll stick at nothing, and I don't want to see blood spilt. He says he means to wipe out all old scores. For your sake, and for the sake of one dear to you, be warned. "In haste, "I got it two days ago," she said. "Oh, I've been distracted with fear. I did not like to show it to you. I've brought you nothing but trouble, and I've never spoken of him, never once. You understand, don't you?" "Yes, little girl, I understand." "I wanted to save you, no matter at what cost. "Yes, go on, dear." "He told me he wanted to see me; he begged me to come at once. I thought of you, of your danger, of some terrible mishap. I was terrified. I went." She paused a moment, as if the recital was infinitely painful to her, then she went on. "I found my way to his room. My mind was full of you, of that man, of how to save you. I did not think of myself, of my position. At first I was too agitated to speak. He bade me sit down, compose myself. His manner was quiet, grave. Again I feared for you. He asked me to excuse him for a moment, and left the room. He seemed to be gone an age, while I sat there, trying to fight down my terror. The suspense was killing me. Then he came back. He closed and locked the door. All at once I heard a step outside, a knock. 'Hush! go in there,' he said. He opened the door. I heard him speaking to some one. I waited, then you burst in on me. You know the rest." "Yes, yes." "As for your brother, I've tried, oh, so hard, to be nice to him for your sake. I liked him; I wanted "Oh, my dear, my dear!" "I want to bring you happiness, but I only bring you trouble, sorrow. Sometimes, for your sake, I wish we had never met." She turned to Garry. "As for you, you've done me a great wrong. I can never forget it. Will you go now, and leave us in peace?" His head was bent, so that I could not see his face. "Can you not forgive?" he groaned. She shook her head sadly. "No, I am afraid I can never forgive." "Can I do nothing to atone?" "No, I'm afraid your punishment must be—that you can do nothing." He said never a word. She turned to me: "Come, my husband, we will go." I was opening the door to leave him forever. Suddenly "Be prepared, Berna," I said quietly; "here comes Locasto." |