Part 31 (1/2)

ONCE in the little office, Crane did not immediately speak. He drew up two chairs, put a log on the fire, turned up the lamp, and in short made it evident that he intended to do that cruel deed sometimes perpetrated by parents, guardians and schoolmasters in interviews of this sort--he was going to leave it to the culprit to make a beginning.

Reed, fidgeting in a nearby chair, did not at once yield to this compulsion, but finally the calm with which Crane was balancing a pen on a pencil broke down his resolution and he said crossly:

”I understood you had something to say to me, Mr. Crane.”

Crane threw aside pencil and pen. ”I thought it might be the other way,”

he answered. ”But, yes, if you like. I have something to say to you. I have decided to break my lease and leave this house to-morrow.”

”You don't mean to go without paying the second instalment of the rent?”

”Why not? The Revellys have broken, or rather have never fulfilled their part of the contract. I took the house on the written understanding that servants were to be supplied, and you are my witness, Mr. Reed, that to-night I have no one left but a cook.”

”Oh, come, Mr. Crane! We only agreed to provide the servants. We could not guarantee that you would not dismiss them. You must own they showed no inclination to leave the house.”

”No, I'll not deny that,” returned Burton grimly.

”No sane man,” continued Reed eagerly, ”would allow the payment of his rent to depend on whether or not you chose to keep a staff of servants in many ways above the average. You'll not deny, I think, sir, that the cooking has been above the average?”

Crane had reached a state of mind in which it was impossible for him to discuss even the culinary powers of Jane-Ellen, particularly with Reed, and so he slightly s.h.i.+fted the ground.

”Let us,” he said, ”run over the reasons for which I dismissed them: The housemaid, for calling one of my guests an old harridan; the boy, for habitually smoking my cigarettes, for attempting to strike Mr. Tucker, and finally, for stealing a valuable miniature belonging to the house; the butler, for again introducing this same larcenous boy into the house disguised as a lame old man. The question is not whether I should have kept them, but whether I should not stay on here and have them all arrested.”

Reed's face changed. ”Oh! I hope you won't do that, Mr. Crane,” he said.

Burton saw his advantage. ”I should not care,” he answered, ”to go through life feeling I had been responsible for turning a dangerous gang loose upon the countryside.”

”They are not that, sir. I pledge my word they are not that.”

”There is a good deal of evidence against that pledge.”

”You doubt my word, sir?”

”I feel there is much more to be explained than you seem willing to admit. For instance, how comes it that you are a--I will not say welcome--but at least a.s.sured visitor in my kitchen?”

Reed felt himself coloring. ”I do not feel called upon,” he replied, ”to explain my conduct to any one.”

”In that case,” said Crane, getting to his feet, ”this interview might as well end. I shall leave to-morrow, and if you and your friends, the Revellys, feel yourselves aggrieved, we can only take the matter into court. If the record of these servants is as excellent as you seem to think, they can have nothing to fear. If it isn't, the whole matter will be cleared up.”

This was the crisis of the conversation, for as Crane moved to the door, Reed stopped him.

”Wait a moment, Mr. Crane,” he said. ”There are circ.u.mstances in this connection that you do not know.”

”Yes, I guessed that much.”

”If you will sit down, I should like to tell you the whole story.”

Crane yielded and sat down, without giving Reed the satisfaction of knowing that his nervousness at the expected revelation was as extreme as Reed's.

”The Revellys, Mr. Crane, are among the most respected of our Southern gentry. They fought for the original liberties of this country, and in the war of secession--”

Crane nodded. ”I know my history, Mr. Reed.”

”But, sir, their distinguished position and high abilities have not saved them from financial reverses. The grandfather lost everything in the war; and the present owner, Henry Patrick Revelly, has not been completely successful. Last winter a breakdown in his health compelled him to leave the country at short notice. His four children--”