Part 22 (1/2)

As invariably happens with crowds, the dullness and depression wears off after a while, exhausts itself, so to speak, and is succeeded gradually by a blind resentment directed against the first object which offers itself as a handy target. A sort of mob intoxication sets in, as unreasoning as it frequently is destructive.

And so the crowd now began to hurl maledictions on the innocent head of the receiver. As if he had brought on the catastrophe!

”Why don't he tell us where we stand?” demanded one obstreperous creditor. ”Smash in the door! Let's find out what's become of our money!”

”He's in cohoots with thieves!” exclaimed another. ”They're all a lot of crooks! What one has left behind the other'll take.”

Britz and Greig, mingling with the crowd, neither encouraged nor discouraged the destructive fury which they saw gathering. They knew the psychology of mobs. It is brave with collective courage, but timorous, hesitant, individually. In the absence of a leader its anger would pa.s.s like a storm overhead. If a leader should appear, it would be time to interfere; and then it would be necessary to do so before the crowd got into action.

A half hour pa.s.sed with nothing more exciting than the frantic appeals of the janitor of the building for police protection. Failing to obtain it he implored the depositors to leave. He might as well have appealed to the ocean tide to change its course.

Britz consulted his watch.

”I wonder whether I've miscalculated this time?” he remarked.

Greig, having but a vague idea of Britz's plan, vouchsafed no reply. He remained close to the other's elbow.

Another ten minutes pa.s.sed and Britz began to look uneasily at the door.

A shade of disappointment crossed his face, and did not go un.o.bserved by his a.s.sistant.

The crowd was growing unwieldy. It began to exert a slow, steady pressure against the door of Ward's office. The mob was composed entirely of creditors, for the merely curious had grown tired and departed hours ago. Those who remained were beyond discouragement; they hung on with the persistency of despair.

”Oh, let's tear down the blamed door!” shouted someone in a voice more determined than had been heard thus far. ”I'm not going home to-day until I learn just what's happened to my money.”

”Yes, break it down!” echoed a dozen voices.

But suddenly the attention of the mob was diverted from the door. A woman had torn into the corridor and was struggling frantically to make a lane for herself. There was something compelling about her, something in her pale, distraught face that commanded the respectful surrender of the crowd. They made a pa.s.sage for her, through which she pa.s.sed hurriedly.

”Mrs. Collins--Ward's sister!” said Britz aloud.

The words penetrated the serried ranks of creditors like an electric spark. Instantly their att.i.tude changed. Closing in on her, they forced her against the door of the office as though she were a lay figure. All their better instincts, all their upbringing was forgotten in the inarticulate fury aroused by her presence.

She stood, palpitant, a dull stare in her eyes, her frame throbbing violently.

”Where's your brother?” someone broke the silence. ”Where is he? Where's our money? You were interested in the bank! You were one of the owners.

What did you do with our money?”

At first she seemed not to have heard. Then, a wave of understanding swept over her, and she lifted her hand for silence.

”I have the money,” she cried. ”You shall all be paid in full.”

The crowd moved back, abashed. A silence, the hush of tense antic.i.p.ation, fell on them.

”Every dollar will be repaid,” she a.s.sured them. ”I promise it.”

Her voice, though softly modulated, had a penetrating quality which carried it to the hearing of those in the office. Someone opened the door and she entered. The crowd, evidently scenting some new deceit swarmed in after her.

”What a.s.surance have we that we're going to get the money?” one of them demanded.

Even to her agitated mind it became evident that an antagonistic spirit animated the crowd. After their first surprise, they refused to extend unqualified credence to her words.