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"It's about Luke," said Bertie anxiously. "Just so. Well, I guess I know more about Luke than any other person on this merry little planet." "Do you think he looks worse?" whispered Bertie. Capper's long, yellow hand fastened very unobtrusively and very forcibly upon his shoulder. "One thing at a time, good Bertie!" he said. "Weren't you going to present me to your wife?"
He flung his arms up above his head and remained tense for several seconds. Then abruptly he relaxed. "I'll be a friend to her," he said, "a friend that she can trust or nothing!" There came a very kindly look into Capper's green eyes, but he made no comment of any sort. He only turned aside to take up the glass he had set down on entering. And as he did so, he smiled as a man well pleased.
Capper was watching him keenly. "Because I have a notion that you are wanted." Nap stirred restlessly, and was silent. "How long are you going to be away?" Capper asked. "I don't know." "For long?" Nap's hand jerked impatiently from the doctor's hold. "Possibly for ever." Capper's long fingers began to crack. He looked speculative.
When he joined him again, a few minutes later, Nap was lying on his back with arms flung wide, staring inscrutably at the ceiling. His mind seemed to be far away, but Capper's hand upon his pulse brought it back. He turned his head with the flicker of a smile. "What's that for?" "I happen to take an interest in you, my son," said Capper. "Very good of you. But why?"
Lucas's start of surprise was instantly followed by a smile of welcome. He gripped Capper's hand warmly. "The very man I want! But how in wonder did you get here? You never walked all the way from the station?" "I did," said Capper. "You don't say! Why didn't you let me know? I guess we must move on. We are blocking the gangway." "Easy does it," said Capper. "It won't hurt 'em any to wait.
"Sooner or later I am bound to know." With an effort she quieted her agitation. "Then it must be later," she said. "I cannot stay to talk with you now." "Why not?" he said. Desperately she faced him, for her heart still quaked within her. The shock of Capper's revelation was still upon her. He had come to her too soon. "Nap," she said, "I ask you to leave me, and I mean it. Please go!"
And so on that day of riotous spring he waited with murder in his heart to see his enemy emerge from the closed room. But he waited in vain. No hand touched the door against which he stood. Within the room he heard only vague movements, and now and then Capper's voice, sharp and distinct, giving a curt order.
Often she would recall Capper's words and wonder if they had expressed the literal truth. She wondered, too, what Capper would say to his ally when he returned at the end of the summer and found the charge he had laid upon her unfulfilled.
If I could banish that pestilent brother of his, if I could rouse him to something like energy, if I could turn his will in one direction only, I could do it. Given his whole-hearted co-operation, I could do it. Without it, I am powerless. He would simply die of inanition." "It would mean an operation then? A very serious one?" Anne had paused upon the green path. Her eyes sought Capper's.
Capper with heartfelt enthusiasm, whereupon our host said, 'Thank you, Mincin, with deep feeling; and gave us, in a low voice, to understand, that Mincin had saved Mrs. Capper's cousin's life no less than fourteen times in a year and a half, which he considered no common circumstance-an opinion to which we most cordially subscribed.
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