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Van Berg's sympathies and interest at last became so strong that he determined to speak to her at once, but before he could take a step towards her the orchestra began playing Beethoven's Fifth Symphony, the very music she ignored for the sake of Mr. Minty's compliments when first she had so exasperated him by her marvellously perfect features, but disagreeable face.
But what was the tendency of Van Berg's mind toward her? That was the question which troubled him more and more every day. From the time of their parting on the previous Sabbath evening there had been a growing reluctance on the part of each to speak of one who so largely occupied the thoughts of both.
"Well, I must say he's a cool one," remarked Tom, as the echoes of Mr. Berg's steps died away. "The idea of thinking his boat better than ours! I don't like that man, dad. I'm suspicious of him. Do you think he came here to steal some of our ideas?" "No, I hardly believe so, my son. But how did you discover him?" "Just as you saw, dad. I heard a noise and went back there to investigate.
For some time Ida Mayhew neither heeded nor heard the choral music in the parlor below, but at last a clearer, louder strain, in which Van Berg's voice was pre-eminent, caught her attention and she started up and listened at the window. "He is singing songs of Heaven with Jennie Burton, and I can there be any worse perdition than this?" she said in a low, agonized tone.
The fog, caused by the immense berg chilling the warmer ocean currents, was now so thick that of the mighty berg itself they could perceive nothing. The knowledge that the peril was invisible did not make the minds of those on board the drifting vessel any the easier. "If only we had steam we could get out of the berg's path," said Captain Barrington, stamping his foot.
A chair was vacant near hers, and the Colonel seated himself. "I dare wager something has vexed you?" said he. "A mere trifle, General. I want to be gone, for I have promised to go to a ball at the Grand Duchess of Berg's, and I must look in first at the Princesse de Wagram's. Monsieur de la Roche-Hugon, who knows this, is amusing himself by flirting with the dowagers."
Burleigh," remarked Stanton, "I hear that the parties who are now at my friend Van Berg's table are soon to leave for the sea-shore. Can you give me three seats there after their departure?" "Certainly; put you down right alongside of Miss Burton." "Perhaps Van Berg feels that he has the first claim to so good a position?" "No, Stanton, I shall not place a straw in your way."
Half beside himself with rage, Sibley drew a pistol; but before he could aim correctly one of his companions struck up his hand and the bullet whizzed harmlessly over Van Berg's head. There was a faint scream from the house, which indicated that the scene had been witnessed by some lady there.
Then at last, in uncontrollable irritation, he shouted, "Curse you, begone!" and the ill-boding bird flapped away with a startled screech, that to Van Berg's morbid fancy was like a demon's laugh. But it alighted again a little further off and drove him half wild with its dismal cries.
The coroner pondered. At length he said: "This object that Spatola carried under his coat, now. Could it have been a bayonet?" "No, no," said Berg with conviction. "It vos too big. It vos bigger as a half dozen bayonets already." This seemed the limit of Berg's knowledge of the night's happenings; a few more questions and then Stillman dismissed him.
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