Part 28 (1/2)

”My dear man, I myself am beginning to doubt her existence.”

”I don't see why the d.i.c.kens she doesn't go ahead with those divorce proceedings!” Whitaker remarked morosely.

”I've met few men so eager for full members.h.i.+p in the Alimony Club.

What's your hurry?”

”Oh, I don't know.” Which was largely truth unveneered. ”I'd like to get it over and done with.”

”You might advertise--offer a suitable reward for information concerning the whereabouts of one docile and dormant divorce suit--”

”I might, but you'd never earn it.”

”Doubtless. I've long since learned never to expect any reward commensurate with my merits.”

Ember pushed back his chair and, rising, strolled to the door. ”Moonrise and a fine, clear night,” he said, staring through the wire mesh of the screen. ”Wish you were well enough to go riding with me. However, you won't be laid up long, I fancy. And I'll be back day after to-morrow.

Now I must cut along.”

And within ten minutes Whitaker heard the motor-car rumble off on the woodland road.

He wasn't altogether sorry to be left to his own society. He was, in fact, rather sharp-set for the freedom of solitude, that he might pursue one or two self-appointed tasks without interruption.

For one of these Sum Fat, not without wonder, furnished him materials: canvas, stout thread, scissors, a heavy needle, a bit of beeswax: with which Whitaker purposed manufacturing an emergency ankle-strap. And at this task he laboured diligently and patiently for the better part of two hours, with a result less creditable to his workmans.h.i.+p than to a nature integrally sunny and p.r.o.ne to see the bright side of things.

Whitaker himself, examining the finished product with a prejudiced eye, was fain to concede its crudity. It was not pretty, but he believed fatuously in its efficiency.

His other task was purely one of self-examination. Since afternoon he had found reason gravely to doubt the stability of his emotional poise.

He had of late been in the habit of regarding himself as one whose mind retained no illusions; a bit prematurely aged, perhaps, but wise with a wisdom beyond his years; no misogynist, but comfortably woman-proof; a settled body and a sedate, contemplating with an indulgent smile the futile antics of a mad, mad world. But now he was being reminded that no man is older than his heart, and that the heart is a headstrong member, apt to mutiny without warning and proclaim a youth quite inconsistent with the years and the mentality of its possessor. In fine, he could not be blind to the fact that he was in grave danger of making an a.s.s of himself if he failed to guide himself with unwonted circ.u.mspection.

And all because he had an eye and a weakness for fair women, a lonely path to tread through life, and a gregarious tendency, a humorous faculty and a keen appreciation of a mind responsive to it....

And all in the face of the fact that he was not at liberty to make love....

And all this problem the result of a single day of propinquity!

He went to bed, finally, far less content with himself than with the crazy issue of his handicraft. The latter might possibly serve its purpose; but Hugh Whitaker seemed a hopeless sort of a proposition, not in the least amenable to the admonitions of common sense. If he were, indeed, he would have already been planning an abrupt escape to Town. As matters stood with him, he knew he had not the least intention of doing anything one-half so sensible.

But in spite of his half-hearted perturbation and dissatisfaction, the weariness of a long, full day was so heavy upon him that he went to sleep almost before Sum Fat had finished making him comfortable.

Extinguis.h.i.+ng the candle, the Chinaman, moving with the silent a.s.surance of a cat in the dark, closed and latched the shutters, then sat down just outside the living-room door, to wait and watch, sleeplessly alert.

An hour pa.s.sed in silence, and another, and yet another: Sum Fat sat moveless in the shadow, which blended so perfectly with his dark blue-silk garments as to render him almost indistinguishable: a figure as patient and imperturbable as any bland, stout, graven G.o.d of his religion. Slowly the moonlight s.h.i.+fted over the floor, lengthened until it almost touched the toe of one of his felt-soled shoes, and imperceptibly withdrew. The wind had fallen, and the night was very quiet; few sounds disturbed the stillness, and those inconsiderable: the steady respiration of the sleeping man; such faint, stealthy creakings as seemingly infest every human habitation through the night; the dull lisp and murmur of the tide groping its way along the sh.o.r.e; the muted grumble of the distant surf; hushed whisperings of leaves disturbed by wandering airs.

Sum Fat heard all and held impa.s.sive. But in time there fell upon his ears another sound, to which he stirred, if imperceptibly--drawing himself together, tensing and flexing his tired muscles while his eyes s.h.i.+fted quickly from one quarter to another of the darkened living-room and the still more dark bedchamber.

And yet, apparently all that had aroused him was the drowsy whistle of a whippoorwill.

Then, with no other presage, a shadow flitted past one of the side windows, and in another reappeared more substantially on the veranda.

Sum Fat grew altogether tense, his gaze fixed and exclusively focussed upon that apparition.