Part 6 (1/2)

The first emotion of Lord Loudwater was incredulous amazement. It was his very strong conviction that his wife was a cold-blooded, pa.s.sionless creature, incapable of inspiring or feeling any warm emotion. He had forgotten that he had married her for love--violent love.

”You infernal liar!” he said in a rather breathless voice.

”It ain't no lie, your lords.h.i.+p. What for should I go telling lies about 'er?” said William Roper in an injured tone.

Lord Loudwater stared at him. The fellow was telling the truth.

”And what did she do? Hey? Did she smack his face for him?” he cried.

”No. She let 'im do it, your lords.h.i.+p.”

”She did?” bellowed his lords.h.i.+p.

”Yes. She didn't seem a bit put out, your lords.h.i.+p,” said William Roper simply.

”And what happened then?” bellowed Lord Loudwater, and he got to his feet.

”They walked on to the pavilion, your lords.h.i.+p. An' they had their tea there. Leastways, I seed'er ladys.h.i.+p come to the door an' empty hot water out of a tea-pot.”

”Tea? Tea?” said Lord Loudwater in the tone of one saying: ”Arson!

Arson!”

Then, in all his black wrath, he perceived that he must have himself in hand to deal with the matter. He took a long draught of whisky-and-soda, rose, walked across the room and back again, grinding his teeth, rolling his eyes, and snapping the middle finger and thumb of his right hand.

Never had the flush of rage been so deep in his face. It was almost purple. Never had his eyes protruded so far from his head.

He stopped and said thickly: ”How long were they in the pavilion?”

”In the pavilion, your lords.h.i.+p? They were there a longish while--an hour and a half maybe,” said William Roper, with quiet pride in the impression his information had made on his employer.

His employer looked at him as if it was the dearest wish of his heart to shake the life out of him then and there. It _was_ the dearest wish of his heart. But he refrained. It would be a senseless act to slay the goose which lay these golden eggs of information.

”All right. Get out! And keep your tongue between your teeth, or I'll cut it out for you! Do you understand? Hey?” he roared, approaching William Roper with an air so menacing that the conscientious fellow backed against the door with his arm up to s.h.i.+eld his face.

”I ain't a-going to say a word to no one!” he cried.

”You'd better not! Get out!” snarled his employer.

William Roper got out. Trembling and perspiring freely, he walked straight through the Castle and out of the back door without pausing to say a word to any one, though he heard the voice of Holloway discussing his mysterious errand with Mary Hutchings in the servants' hall. He had walked nearly a mile before he succeeded in convincing himself that his feet were firmly set on the royal road to Fortune. His conviction was ill-founded.

CHAPTER IV

For a good three minutes after the departure of William Roper the Lord Loudwater walked up and down the smoking-room. His redly-glinting eyes still rolled in a terrifying fas.h.i.+on, and still every few seconds he snapped his fingers in the throes of an effort to make up his raging mind whether to begin by an attack on his wife or on Colonel Grey. He could not remember ever having been so angry in his life; now and again his red eyes saw red.

Then of a sudden he made up his mind that he was at the moment angrier with Colonel Grey. He would deal with him first. Olivia could wait. He hurried out to the stables and bellowed for a horse with such violence that two startled grooms saddled one for him in little more than a minute.

He made no attempt to think what he would say to Colonel Grey. He was too angry. He galloped the two miles to the ”Cart and Horses” at Bellingham, where Colonel Grey was staying, in order to restore his health and to fish.

At the door of the inn he bellowed: ”Ostler! Ostler!” Then without waiting to see whether an ostler came, he threw the reins on his horse's neck, left it to its own devices, strode into the tap-room, and bellowed to the affrighted landlady, Mrs. Turnbull, to take him straight to Colonel Grey. Trembling, she led him upstairs to Grey's sitting-room on the first floor. Before she could knock, he opened the door, bounced through it, and slammed it.