Part 32 (1/2)

”You are very good, a very n.o.ble woman. If I were the only one to suffer by being denounced, I don't think I'd care much, as things have turned out. But there are others. And above all, there's you. You could patch up your life, but you'd have to suffer more or less if I were dragged over the coals. And so, taking everything together, I'm thankful to accept your generosity.

”We'll call that settled. I don't think Ruthven Smith has any suspicion.

We'll see about that later. Meanwhile, he doesn't count. And Madalena at her worst I can manage. There's nothing to be feared. But the question is, how are we two to go on?”

”You must--whatever else we decide--you must give up----” the girl stammered from her pillows, and could not bring herself to finish.

”That goes without saying, doesn't it? In any case, there was only to be one more _coup_. I'd warned everybody concerned of my decision as to that.”

”_One more?_ How terrible! Not--_here_?”

”Yes, if you must have that, too; it was to be here. It was to be a big thing. But there's time to stop it.”

Annesley buried her head with a stifled moan.

”It wouldn't have hurt any of the people. Only family heirlooms again--everything insured. And as for the insurance companies, if you worry over them, it's part of the game. They're wallowing in money ... But I'll call the thing off. And that's the end for me. I'm not rich--not the millionaire I pose for; still, I've earned something.

My 'Napoleon' has paid me well, and I've had a share now and then of some good things. There's enough to make you comfortable----”

”Do you think I'd take a penny of such money?” the girl cried, sick with indignation.

”I've worked for it,” Knight said, with a kind of unhappy defiance, ”and it was come by as honestly as a lot of fortunes made on the stock market.

You must have money----”

”I can earn some, as I did before.”

”No, _never_ as you did before! Besides, I thought you'd decided on having no open break between us, no scandal. Or wasn't that what you meant?”

”It was. But--I don't see yet how it can be managed. Do you?”

”The way I had in my mind was, since I've lost your love--oh, I'm not complaining!--the way I had in my mind was to leave you over here with plenty of money, and be suddenly called to America on business. Then, if it would hurt your feelings to have me put myself out of the way, it needn't hurt them for something to _seem_ to happen. Nelson Smith could be wiped off the map; and if you weren't free to marry somebody else, at least you'd be free of me.

”But if you won't take my money that plan will not work. You can hate me as much as you like, but I'm not going to leave you alone in the world without a penny. Neither you nor any one can force me to that.... I've thought of another thing, though, since we began to talk. Only I don't like to propose it, Anita. It isn't a good plan--from your point of view.”

”I'd better hear it.”

”Well, I might get a cable hurrying me across to the other side, and--you might go along.”

”Oh!”

”I warned you you wouldn't think it a good plan. But since I've begun, let me finish. In Canada and the United States I'm known--in my least important character--as Michael Donaldson, and I've tried to keep the name clean because of my father and mother. When there's been anything shady doing I've taken a fancy name and made such changes as I could in myself. The reason I didn't want you to see the name in the register was because of what happened on the _Monarchic_. I'd given you that ring, you know. I couldn't resist doing that. I wanted you to have it, not because of its value, but because it's beautiful. I thought it was like you, somehow. I had to make up its loss in another way to the man who expected to have it--that 'Napoleon' I mentioned.”

”I know, the old man--Paul Van Vreck,” Annesley guessed with weary impatience.

”I'll not say yes or no to that. But it will be bad for me, and perhaps for you, too, if you ever mention Paul Van Vreck in such a connection.

Not that you'd be believed.”

”I sha'n't mention him again.”

”Just as well not.... But it was my name and my plan I began to speak about. I was going to say, you needn't be afraid that if you took my name (which is yours now), you'd have to be ashamed of it. We could go to America, and in England Mr. and Mrs. Nelson Smith would soon be forgotten. I'd hand over the money you hate to charities--not the kind of charities I've been supporting here! They've all been part of what you call my fraud, and have only given me a chance to bring some rather queer-looking fish around me, who might have raised curiosity if I couldn't have accounted for them. But real charities.