Part 8 (2/2)
He paused, but the girl before him made no sign.
”Young Ralph Murdaugh married her, and his father disowned him. The boy had no income of his own, no profession, and his father's influence prevented his obtaining any remunerative position. He was very bitter, and hoped to starve his son into submission and force an annulment of what he considered a disgraceful marriage, but Ralph was as determined as his father.
”The young couple left New York finally and went out West to make their way, but it was a most disheartening experience. Giles Murdaugh's influence was far-reaching and all doors were closed to them. They changed their name and went on, but Ralph had been a student rather than an athlete; he was not strong enough to attempt the rough work which was all that presented itself, and their resources were gone.
”They drifted at last into Topaz Gulch, Nevada, where Ralph obtained a position as time-keeper at the Yellow Streak gold mine, and where a little daughter was born to them, whom they named 'Willa'.”
Billie started, and her lips opened, but no words came. Jim Baggott, too, was silent, his jaw agape and honest eyes almost popping from their sockets.
”When the baby was two years old, Ralph Murdaugh died, after a long illness which ate up the little they had been able to save. His wife, dest.i.tute and unable to support the child in any other fas.h.i.+on, turned to her old profession; she became what was known as a song-and-dance artiste at a hall named for its owner, 'Jake's'.
”Two years later, the dance-hall burned and Violet Ashton, as she called herself once more, was lost in the holocaust. As a thoroughly good woman, she had always been held in the utmost esteem by the community, rough as it was, and the child, Willa, had become a great favorite, but on her mother's death the problem of caring for her arose. There were no women in the town of the proper character to be trusted with her future, and the camp was in a quandary.
”Among what might be called the s.h.i.+fting population, was a peripatetic--ah, gambler, who traveled under the sobriquet of 'Gentleman Geoff'. He had set up a shack where he operated a roulette-wheel and faro-bank, and was very much attached to the child.
Can you not surmise the rest? He adopted her, without legal form, and took her with him on his wanderings.”
”Then I--I----” Billie stammered, aghast. ”I am not----”
”You are Willa Murdaugh.”
”Holy Christopher!” Jim Baggott pa.s.sed his hand across his dazed forehead, and then all three were silent for a s.p.a.ce.
The girl sat as if in a dream, her face flushed, her eyes vacant and fixed, and North forebore to intrude upon her reverie. At length she roused herself and turned to him with quick decision.
”If I am what you say, you must know my age. How old am I?”
”Nineteen. You will be twenty on the sixth of January, next.”
”And now,” she drew a deep breath, ”will you tell me, please, why you have taken the trouble to find me?”
”I was about to explain. Your grandfather, Giles Murdaugh, nursed his resentment for a long time, but at last, finding himself in failing health and alone, remorse came to him, and the desire for a reconciliation with his son and daughter-in-law. This change in his sentiments took place about five years ago. We had been Mr. Murdaugh's attorneys for ten years or more and he instructed us to inst.i.tute the search.
”It was a very difficult one, after the lapse of so long a period of time. In three years, however, we were able to establish the fact of Ralph Murdaugh's death, the supposition of his wife's and the fact that the child had been taken away by the gambler known only as Gentleman Geoff.
”We were inaugurating a new investigation, when Mr. Murdaugh died very suddenly. His will, which we had drawn up, directed that a large reward be offered for trace of his granddaughter, but not through the medium of the press. The entire search was conducted in a most discreet manner, I can a.s.sure you, and none of your future a.s.sociates save the immediate family need know the details of this later episode, my dear young lady. I refer, of course, to the--ah, adoption.
”In the event of your being found, your late grandfather has made you his chief beneficiary, but with an absolutely irrevocable condition; that you make your home with your father's cousin--the niece whom I mentioned previously--Mrs. Ripley Halstead, and submit to being educated and trained befitting your station. A generous bequest is made also to Mrs. Halstead, providing that she agrees to undertake this charge. I may add that she has been most anxious for the conclusion of our search, and will welcome you with all her heart. I must congratulate you, my dear, on your great good fortune.”
The erstwhile Billie eyed him steadily.
”Thank you, Mr. North. You were very kind to spend all that time searching for me, and to have come this long journey to tell me the truth about myself----”
”Not at all, my dear Miss Murdaugh!” The lawyer beamed. ”It was a matter of business, you know, and I am gratified to have brought it to a successful conclusion, but aside from that I a.s.sure you that I am delighted to be of service.”
”I can't just believe it yet; it seems as if it must be someone else that all this has happened to.” She glanced at the still dumfounded Jim in an instinctive appeal. ”Mr. North, if I really am awake and this is all true----”
”Yes?” he encouraged her, smiling.
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