Part 14 (1/2)
CHAPTER IX
AN UNEXPECTED ALLY
”Let me take the chance first thing to apologize for my behavior the night we talked on your porch,” Steele Weir exclaimed. ”Your statement of being engaged surprised me into words and conduct that has had me in an unhappy state of mind ever since. Mr. Sorenson's talk to the crowd stirred my anger. Had I known your exact relations.h.i.+p to him and his son, I should have made no mistakes.”
”I had urged you to speak, had I not?”
”Grant that. But I don't stand excused.”
”There was no questioning the sincerity of your last expression that night, in any case,” she said. ”But I've not been indignant because of what you exclaimed or because you hate the Sorensons. 'Hate' isn't too strong a word, is it? I'm none the less interested however to know what it's all about. You see I don't take any stock in the reasons commonly given: that you're a 'bad man,' an agent of a rich corporation trying to put our people out of business, a public menace and all the rest.”
”Is that what they say?” Weir asked, with a laugh.
”Part of it. Nor does it fool father, for he said only yesterday that there's something more at bottom of the feeling against you than merely a fight of moneyed interests. He knows from what I told him that that dead man tried to murder you; yet he hears constant talk of your 'crime,' of evidence being gathered against you by the county attorney, Mr. Lucerio, and of the penalty you shall pay. All absurd, to be sure.”
”Mr. Martinez tells me the same,” Steele responded. ”But he says also that all the people do not believe the stories.”
”That's true.” And she appeared to reflect upon the circ.u.mstance.
To Weir nothing could be stranger than this talk on the dark road with the girl who, too, should be naturally opposed to him. In fact, here at this very spot and at their first meeting she had announced herself as a critic and an enemy. He could smile over that now; she herself probably did smile at the recollection. Yet she was calmly discussing his situation without animus or even unfriendliness.
How could that be possible if she actually loved the man whom she expected to marry, Ed Sorenson? Why did she not at once spring to arms in defense of the Sorenson side? Unless--unless she suspected the baseness of her lover and his father, and fear had replaced love.
All at once she spoke.
”They will put you in jail if they can, and bring you to trial, and--and----”
”And hang me, that's what you hesitate to say,” Steele finished for her. ”Whom do you mean by 'they'?”
”The people.”
”Are the people here in this county really 'they'? Do the people, that is, the ma.s.s of poor ignorant Mexicans, have anything to do with public affairs? Both you and I know they do not.”
”Why deny it!” she sighed. ”It's generally known that four men, with a few more at their skirts, run things. They nominate the men who are to fill office--there's only one political party in the county worth mentioning--and give them orders and expect them to obey. For that reason father would never accept an office. He could be coroner; he could be county treasurer; he could go to the legislature; or anything else--if he would but wear their political livery. But he prefers to be a free man. I used to think nothing of it, see no wrong in such a state of affairs, for everything went along well enough and about the same as ever as far as I could see.”
”Possibly you didn't see everything that was occurring below the surface even then.”
”Exactly what father told me yesterday. We talked about everything under the sun, I imagine. And I informed him that you walked home with me the night of the shooting; I had not spoken of it before.”
”That was proper; he should know it.”
”He doesn't share in the feeling against you, Mr. Weir, let me a.s.sure you of that. Ever since he heard my explanation of the shooting and then met you at the inquest, he's convinced that you're being done a great injustice.”
Steele experienced a warm glow of pleasure.
”I liked your father at first sight,” said he, simply. ”But where does all this leave us?” He spoke in a light tone of amus.e.m.e.nt that he was far from feeling. ”Our position is--odd.”
”It is,” she a.s.sented so earnestly that he began to laugh.
”You mustn't allow it to disturb you. I'm really presuming upon your kindness of heart and innocence in enjoying your company now.