The latter took it, looked at the face and back, marked his initials on it with a pencil, and the man went out to the counter.
“If you was fixed so ’t you could git away fer a spell,” said David a moment or two after the customer’s departure, “where would you like to go?”
“I have not thought about it,” said John rather listlessly.
“Wa’al, s’pose you think about it a little now, if you hain’t got no pressin’ engagement. Bus’nis don’t seem to be very rushin’ this mornin’.”
“Why?” said John.
“Because,” said David impressively, “you’re goin’ somewhere right off, quick ’s you c’n git ready, an’ you may ’s well be makin’ up your mind where.”
John looked up in surprise. “I don’t want to go away,” he said, “and if I did, how could I leave the office?”
“No,” responded Mr. Harum, “you don’t want to make a move of any kind that you don’t actually have to, an’ that’s the reason fer makin’ one. F’m what the doc said, an’ f’m what I c’n see, you got to git out o’ this dum’d climate,” waving his hand toward the window, against which the sleet was beating, “fer a spell; an’ as fur ’s the office goes, Chet Timson ’d be tickled to death to come on an’ help out while you’re away, an’ I guess ’mongst us we c’n mosey along some gait. I ain’t quite to the bone-yard yet myself,” he added with a grin.
The younger man sat for a moment or two with brows contracted, and pulling thoughtfully at his moustache.
“There is that matter,” he said, pointing to the letter on the desk.
“Wa’al,” said David, “the’ ain’t no tearin’ hurry ’bout that; an’ anyway, I was goin’ to make you a suggestion to put the matter into my hands to some extent.”
“Will you take it?” said John quickly. “That is exactly what I should wish in any case.”
“If you want I should,” replied Mr. Harum. “Would you want to give full power attorney, or jest have me say ’t I was instructed to act for ye?”
“I think a better way would be to put the property in your name altogether,” said John. “Don’t you think so?”
“Wa’al,” said David, thoughtfully, after a moment, “I hadn’t thought of that, but mebbe I could handle the matter better if you was to do that. I know the parties, an’ if the’ was any bluffin’ to be done either side, mebbe it would be better if they thought I was playin’ my own hand.”
At that point Peleg appeared and asked Mr. Lenox a question which took the latter to the teller’s counter. David sat for some time drumming on his desk with the fingers of both hands. A succession of violent coughs came from the front room. His mouth and brows contracted in a wince, and rising, he put on his coat and hat and went slowly out of the bank.
XLV
The Vaterland was advertised to sail at one o’clock, and it wanted but fifteen or twenty minutes of the hour. After assuring himself that his belongings were all together in his stateroom, John made his way to the upper deck and leaning against the rail, watched the bustle of embarkation, somewhat interested in the people standing about, among whom it was difficult in instances to distinguish the passengers from those who were present to say farewell. Near him at the moment were two people, apparently man and wife, of middle age and rather distinguished appearance, to whom presently approached, with some evidence of hurry and with outstretched hand, a very well dressed and pleasant looking man.
“Ah, here you are, Mrs. Ruggles,” John heard him say as he shook hands.
Then followed some commonplaces of good wishes and farewells, and in reply to a question which John did not catch, he heard the lady addressed as Mrs. Ruggles say, “Oh, didn’t you see her? We left her on the lower deck a few minutes ago. Ah, here she comes.”
The man turned and advanced a step to meet the person in question. John’s eyes involuntarily followed the movement, and as he saw her approach his heart contracted sharply: it was Mary Blake. He turned away quickly, and as the collar of his ulster was about his face, for the air of the January day was very keen, he thought that she had not recognized him. A moment later he went aft around the deck-house, and going forward to the smoking-room, seated himself therein, and took the passenger list out of his pocket. He had already scanned it rather cursorily, having but the smallest expectation of coming upon a familiar name, yet feeling sure that, had hers been there, it could not have escaped him. Nevertheless, he now ran his eye over the columns with eager scrutiny, and the hands which held the paper shook a little.
There was no name in the least like Blake. It occurred to him that by some chance or error hers might have been omitted, when his eye caught the following:
| William Ruggles | New York. |
| Mrs. Ruggles | ” ” |
| Mrs. Edward Ruggles | ” ” |
It was plain to him then. She was obviously traveling with the people whom she had just joined on deck, and it was equally plain that she was Mrs. Edward Ruggles. When he looked up the ship was out in the river.
XLVI
John had been late in applying for his passage, and in consequence, the ship being very full, had had to take what berth he could get, which happened to be in the second cabin. The occupants of these quarters, however, were not rated as second-class passengers. The Vaterland took none such on her outward voyages, and all were on the same footing as to the fare and the freedom of the ship. The captain and the orchestra
