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While Banneker was practicing his elaborate deceptions, Miss Van Arsdale had perpetrated a lesser one of her own, which she had not deemed it wise to reveal to him in their conversation about Io. Some time before that she had written to her former guest a letter tactfully designed to lay a foundation for resolving the difficulty or misunderstanding between the lovers.
Without further parley he took the address of the garage where the machine had been hired, and walked on to the drugstore. He was back again in five minutes, relieved to find her safe and the brother still quiet. While waiting for the cab it occurred to him that he should also have telephoned for a physician to meet them when they reached the house. But Miss Arsdale objected at once to this.
Thereafter he made, from the shack, a careful selection of food with special reference to economy of bulk, fastened it deftly beneath his poncho, saddled his horse, and set out for the Van Arsdale lodge. The night was pitch-black when he entered the area of the pines, now sonorous with the rush of the upper winds. Io saw the gleam of his flashlight and ran to the door to meet him.
Oh, do tell me that he has a yachting cap!" Miss Van Arsdale, smiling, shook her head, but her eyes were troubled. There was compunction in Io's next remark. "I'm really going over to see about accommodations. Sooner or later I must face the music meaning Carty. I'm fit enough now, thanks to you." "Wouldn't an Eastern trip be safer?" suggested her hostess. "An Eastern trip would be easier.
"Miss Van Arsdale!" "The interest which Mr. Wearing such a gem, then, she entered the fatal alcove, and, with a smile on her face, prepared to employ her fascinations on whoever chanced to come within their reach. But now something happened. Please let me tell it my own way.
Several oil portraits in heavy frames ornamented the walls. It took but a glance to see that they were of the same family and to recognize in all their thin faces an expression that he had caught in young Arsdale himself a haunting fear as of some family tragedy.
She was deadly pale with a surmise too monstrous for utterance. He put it into words for her. "Io, did you tell Errol Banneker that you were sending for me?" "Yes." Even in the midst of the ruin which he saw closing in upon his career that career upon which Camilla Van Arsdale had newly built her last pride and hope and happiness he could feel for the agony of the girl before him.
"I suppose there are few of its problems and perplexities that I haven't been up against. And I tell you, Miss Van Arsdale, all this froth and noise and sensationalism doesn't matter. It's an offense to taste, I know. But back of it is the big thing that we're trying to do; to enlist the ignorant and helpless and teach them to be less ignorant and helpless.
It ceased, and far overhead the great, quiet voice of the wind said, "Hush sh sh sh sh!", bidding the world lie still and wait. "What if he does come?" asked Miss Van Arsdale "I'll get word to you and get her out some way."
After all, it is only forestalling the reporters by a day. Miss Van Arsdale, this is the story: Yesterday morning a man was shown into this room, and said that he had information to give which might possibly prove to have some bearing on the Fairbrother case. I had seen the man before and recognized him at the first glance as one of the witnesses who made the inquest unnecessarily tedious.
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