Part 3 (1/2)

”No! No! But this is what I mean. Although innocent you might be brought in guilty.”

”Well, even so, I must take the chance. All my hopes, all my ambitions, all that I care for in life depend upon my being a free man. I cannot ostracize myself, and reach my goal. So the die is cast.

But there is another thing that I must tell you. We cannot be married at present.”

”Not married? Why not? Why delay? I wish to marry you now, when you are accused, to prove to you how much I love you!” Thus she showed the vacillation of her impulsive, pa.s.sionate nature.

”I appreciate your love, and your generosity. But it cannot be. My lawyers advise against it, and I agree with them that it would be hazardous. Next, I must have money with which to carry on my defence.

When can you give it to me? You must procure cash. It would not be well for me to present your check at my bankers. The circ.u.mstances forbid it, lest the prosecution twist it into evidence against me.”

”When I received your note bidding me to meet you here, I thought that you contemplated flight. I have brought some money with me. Here are five thousand dollars. If you need more I will get it.”

”This will suffice for the present. I thank you. Will you kiss me?” A sound followed which showed that this woman, eager for affection, gladly embraced the opportunity accorded to her. At the same moment there was a loud noise heard in the hall below, from which it was plain that several persons had entered.

”The police!” exclaimed the Doctor. Then there was a pause as though he might be listening, and then he continued, speaking rapidly: ”As I warned you, they have followed you. Hus.h.!.+ Have no fear. I shall not be taken. I am prepared. But you! You must wait up here undisturbed. When they find you, you must explain that you came here to look at the property, which you contemplate buying. And now, whatever may happen, have no fear for my safety. Keep cool and play your part like the brave little woman that I know you to be.”

There was the sound of a hurried kiss, and then Barnes was horrified to see the door at which he was listening, open, and to find himself confronted by Dr. Medjora. But if Barnes was taken by surprise, the Doctor was even more astonished. His perturbation however pa.s.sed in a moment, for he recognized Barnes quickly, and thus knew that at least he was not one of the police. Stepping through the door, he pulled it shut after him, and turned a key which was in the lock, and, placing the key in his pocket, thus closed one exit. Barnes retreated into the next room and would have darted out into the hall, had not the strong arm of the Doctor clutched him, and detained him. The Doctor then locked that door also, after which he dragged Barnes back into the pa.s.sage between the two rooms. Here he shook him until his teeth chattered, and though Barnes was not lacking in courage, he felt himself so completely mastered, that he was thoroughly frightened.

”You young viper,” hissed the Doctor through his teeth. ”You will play the spy upon me, will you? How long have you been listening here? But wait. There will be time enough later for your explanations. You remain in here, or I will take your life as mercilessly as I would grind a rat with my heel.” As though to prove that he was not trifling, he pressed the cold barrel of a revolver against Barnes's temple, until the young man began to realize that tracking murderers was not the safest employment in the world.

Leaving Barnes in the pa.s.sageway the Doctor went into the front room, and Barnes was horrified by what he saw next. Taking some matches from his pocket he deliberately set fire to the old hangings at the windows, and then lighted the half rotten mattress which rested upon a bedstead, doubly inflammable from age. Despite his fear Barnes darted out, only to be stopped by Dr. Medjora, who forcibly dragged him back into the pa.s.sageway, and then stood in the doorway watching the flames as they swiftly fed upon the dry material.

”Dr. Medjora,” cried Barnes, ”you are committing a crime in setting this house afire!”

”You are mistaken. This house is mine, and not insured.”

”But there are people in it!”

”They will have ample time to escape!”

”But I? How shall I escape?”

”I do not intend that you shall escape.”

”Do you mean to murder me?”

”Have patience and you will see. There, I guess that fire will not be easily extinguished.” Then to the amazement of young Barnes the Doctor stepped back into the pa.s.sageway, and closed and locked the door. Thus they were in total darkness, in a small pa.s.sageway having no exit save the doors at each end, both of which were locked. Already the fire could be heard roaring, and bright gleams of light appeared through the c.h.i.n.ks in the oak door. At this moment voices were heard in the next room. The Doctor brushed Barnes to one side and took the place near the crevice to hear what pa.s.sed.

”Madam,” said the voice of a man evidently a policeman, ”where is Dr.

Medjora?”

”Dr. Medjora?” replied the woman. ”Why, how should I know?”

”You came here to meet him. It is useless to try to deceive me. We tracked you to this house, and, what is more, the man himself was seen to enter just before you did. We only waited long enough to surround the grounds so that there would be no chance to escape. Now that you see how useless it is for him to hide, you may as well tell us where he is, and save time!”

”I know nothing of the man for whom you are seeking. I came here merely to look over the property, with a view to buying it.”

”What, buy this old rookery! That's a likely yarn.”

”I should not buy it for the house, but for the beautiful grounds.”