第55章

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Nothingincomparisonwithyourowncollection。“ Thebishopclaspedhishandoverhisheart。Hisbreathcameshortandquick。 “Areturnofthatdizziness,“heexplainedwithafaintsmile。 “YouarethinkingoftheValdezsapphire,areyounot?Someday,“ hewentonwithforcedcomposure,“Imayhavethepleasureofshowingittoyou。Itisatmybanker’sjustnow。“ MissPanton’sstepswereheardintheball。“Youarewellknownasaconnoisseur,Mr。Acton,“hewentonhurriedly。“Isyourcollectionvaluable?Ifso,keepitsafe;don’ttrustaringoffyourhand,orthekeyofyourjewelcaseoutofyourpockettillthehouseisclearagain。“Thewordsrushedfromhislipsinanimpetuouswhisper,hegavemeameaningglance,anddepartedwithhisdaughter。Iwentbacktothedrawing-room,myheadswimmingwithbewilderment。 “What!Thedearbishopgone!“screamedLadyCarwitchetfromthecentralottomanwhereshesat,surroundedbymostofthegentlemen,allapparentlywellentertainedbyherconversation。“AndIwantedtotalkoveroldtimeswithhimsobadly。Hispoorwifewasmygreatestfriend。MiraMontanaro,daughterofthegreatbanker,youknow。It’snotpossiblethatthatmiserablelittleprigismypoorMira’sgirl。TheheiressofalltheMontanarosinablacklacegownworthtwopence!WhenIthinkofhermother’sbeautyandhertoilets!Doessheeverwearthesapphires?Hasanyoneeverseenherinthem?Elevenlargestonesinalovelyantiquesetting,andthegreatValdezsapphire——worththousandsandthousands——forthependant。“Noonereplied。“Iwantedtogetariseoutofthebishopto-night。ItusedtomakehimsomadwhenIworethis。“ Shefumbledamongthelacesatherthroat,andclawedoutapendantthathungtoavelvetbandaroundherneck。Ifairlygaspedwhensheremovedherhand。Asapphireofirregularshapeflashedoutitsbluelightningonus。Suchastone!Atrue,rich,cornflowerblueevenbythatwretchedartificiallight,withsoftvelvetydepthsofcoloranddazzlingclearnessoftintinitslightsandshades——astonetoremember!Istretchedoutmyhandinvoluntarily,butLadyCarwitchetdrewbackwithacoquettishsqueal。“No!no!Youmustn’tlookanycloser。Tellmewhatyouthinkofitnow。Isn’titpretty?“ “Superb!“wasallIcouldejaculate,staringattheazuresplendorofthatmiraculousjewelinasortoftrance。 Shegaveashrillcacklinglaughofmockery。 “ThegreatMr。ActontakeninbyabitofPalaisRoyalgimcrackery! WhatanadvertisementforBogaertsetCie!Theyareperfectartistsinfrauds。Don’tyouremembertheirstandatthefirstParisExhibition?Theyhadimitationsthereofeverycelebratedstone;butIneverexpectedanythingmadebymancoulddeludeMr。 Acton,never!“Andshewentoffintoanothermockingcackle,andalltheidiotsroundherhaw-hawedknowingly,asiftheyhadseenthejokeallalong。Iwastoobewilderedtoreply,whichwasonthewholelucky。“IsupposeImustn’ttellwhyIcametogivequiteabigsuminfrancsforthis?“shewenton,tappingherclosedlipswithherclosedfan,andcockinghereyeatusalllikeaparrotwantingtobecoaxedtotalk。“It’saqueerstory。“ Ididn’twanttohearheranecdote,especiallyasIsawshewantedtotellit。WhatIDIDwantwastoseethatpendantagain。Shehadthrustitbackamongherlaces,onlytheloopwhichheldittothevelvetbeingvisible。Itwassetwiththreesmallsapphires,andevenfromadistanceIclearlymadethemouttobeimitations,andpoorones。Ifeltaqueerthrillofself-mistrust。Wasthelargestonenobetter?CouldI,evenforaninstant,havebeendazzledbyasham,andashamofthatquality?Theeventsoftheeveninghadflurriedandconfusedme。Iwishedtothinkthemoverinquiet。Iwouldgotobed。 MyroomsattheManorarethebestinthehouse。Letawillhaveitso。Imustexplaintheirpositionforareasontobeunderstoodlater。Mybedroomisinthesoutheastangleofthehouse;itopensononesideintoasitting-roomintheeastcorridor,therestofwhichistakenupbythesuiteofroomsoccupiedbyTomandLeta; andontheothersideintomybathroom,thefirstroominthesouthcorridor,wheretheprincipalguestchambersare,tooneofwhichitwasoriginallythedressing-room。PassingthisroomInoticedacoupleofhousemaidspreparingitforthenight,anddiscoveredwithashiverthatLadyCarwitchetwastobemynext-doorneighbor。 Itgavemeaturn。 Thebishop’sstrangewarningmusthaveunnervedme。Iwasperfectlysafefromherladyship。Thedisuseddoorintoherroomwaslocked,andthekeysafeonthehousekeeper’sbunch。Itwasalsoundiscoverableonherside,therecessinwhichitstoodbeingcompletelyfilledbyalargewardrobe。Onmysidehungathicksound-proofportiere。Nevertheless,Iresolvednottousethatroomwhilesheinhabitedthenextone。Iremovedmypossessions,fastenedthedoorofcommunicationwithmybedroom,anddraggedaheavyottomanacrossit。 ThenIstowedawaymyemeraldinmystrong-box。Itisbuiltintothewallofmysitting-room,andmaskedbythelowerpartofanoldcarvedoakbureau。IputawayeventheringsIworehabitually,keepingoutonlyaninferiorcat’s-eyeforworkadaywear。IhadjustmadeallsafewhenLetatappedatthedoorandcameintowishmegoodnight。Shelookedflushedandharassedandreadytocry。 “UnclePaul,“shebegan,“Iwantyoutogouptotownatonce,andstayawaytillIsendforyou。“ “Mydear——!“Iwastooamazedtoexpostulate。 “We’vegota——apestilenceamongus,“shedeclared,herfoottappingthegroundangrily,“andtheleastwecandoistogointoquarantine。Oh,I’msosorryandsoashamed!Thepoorbishop! I’lltakegoodcarethatnooneelseshallmeetthatwomanhere。 Youdidyourbestforme,UnclePaul,andmanagedadmirably,butitwasallnouse。Ihopedagainsthopethatwhatbetweentheduskofthedrawing-roombeforedinner,andbeingputatoppositeendsofthetable,wemightgetthroughwithoutameeting——“ “But,mydear,explain。Whyshouldn’tthebishopandLadyCarwitchetmeet?Whyisitworseforhimthananyoneelse?“ “Why?Ithoughteverybodyhadheardofthatdreadfulwifeofhiswhonearlybrokehisheart。Ifhemarriedherforhermoneyitservedhimright,butLadyLandorsaysshewasveryhandsomeandreallyinlovewithhimatfirst。ThenLadyCarwitchetgotholdofherandledherintoallsortsofmischief。Sheleftherhusband—— hewasonlyarectorwithacountrylivinginthosedays——andwenttoliveintown,gotintoahorridfastset,andmadeherselfnotorious。YouMUSThaveheardofher。“ “Iheardofhersapphires,mydear。ButIwasinBrazilatthetime。“ “Iwishyouhadbeenathome。Youmighthavefoundherout。ShewasfuriousbecauseherhusbandrefusedtoletherwearthegreatValdezsapphire。IthadbeenintheMontanarofamilyforsomegenerations,andherfathersettleditfirstonherandthenonherlittlegirl——thebishopbeingtrustee。Hefeltobligedtotakeawaythelittlegirl,andsendherofftobebroughtupbysomeoldauntsinthecountry,andhelockedupthesapphire。LadyCarwitchettellsasasplendidjokehowtheygotthecopymadeinParis,anditdidjustaswellforthepeopletostareat。Nowonderthebishophatestheverynameofthestone。“ “Howlongwillshestayhere?“Iaskeddismally。 “TillLordCarwitchetcancomeandescorthertoParistovisitsomeAmericanfriends。Goodnessknowswhenthatwillbe!Dogouptotown,UnclePaul!“ Irefusedindignantly。TheveryleastIcoulddowastostandbymypooryoungrelativesintheirtroublesandhelpthemthrough。I didso。Iworethatinferiorcat’seyeforsixweeks! ItisatimeIcannotthinkofevennowwithoutashudder。ThemoreIsawofthatterribleoldwomanthemoreIdetestedher,andwesawaverygreatdealofher。Letakeptherword,andneitheracceptednorgaveinvitationsallthattime。WewerecutofffromallsocietybutthatofoldGeneralFairford,whowouldgoanywhereandmeetanyonetogetarubberafterdinner;thedoctor,asportingwidower;andtheDuberlys,agiddy,ratherracketyyoungcouplewhohadtakentheDowerHouseforayear。LadyCarwitchetseemedperfectlycontent。ShereveledinthesoftlivingandgoodfareoftheManorHouse,thedrivesinLeta’sbigbarouche,andDomenico’sdinners,asonetowhomshortcommonswerenotunknown。 Shehadahungrywayofgrabbingandgraspingateverythingshecould——theshillingsshewonatwhist,thebestfruitatdessert,thepostagestampsinthelibraryinkstand——thatwasinfinitelysuggestive。SometimesIcouldhavepitiedher,shewassogreedy,sospiteful,sofriendless。Shealwaysmademethinkofsomewickedoldpirateputtingintoapeacefulporttoprovisionandrepairhisbatteredoldhulk,obligedtoliveonfriendlytermswiththenatives,buthispiraticaloldnostrilsasniffforplunderandhispiraticaloldsoullongingtobeoffmaraudingoncemore。 Whenwouldthatbe?NottillthearrivalinParisofherdistinguishedAmericanfriends,ofwhomweheardagreatdeal。 “Charmingpeople,theBokumsofChicago,theAmericanbranchoftheEnglishBeauchamps,youknow!“Theyseemedtobetakinganunconscionabletimetogetthere。ShewouldhaveinsistedonbeingdrivenovertoNorthchurchtocallatthepalace,butthatthebishopwasunderstoodtobeholdingconfirmationsattheotherendofthediocese。 Iwasaloneinthehouseoneafternoonsittingbymywindow,toyingwiththekeyofmysafe,andwonderingwhetherIdaretreatmyselftoapeepatmytreasures,whenasuspiciousmovementintheparkbelowcaughtmyattention。Ablackfigurecertainlydodgedfrombehindonetreetothenext,andthenintotheshadowoftheparkpalinginsteadofkeepingtothefootpath。Itlookedqueer。I caughtupmyfieldglassandmarkedhimatonepointwherehewasboundtocomeintotheopenforafewsteps。Hecrossedthestripofturfwithgiantstridesandgotintocoveragain,butnotquickenoughtopreventmerecognizinghim。Itwas——greatheavens!——thebishop!Inasofthatpulledoverhisforehead,withalongcloakandabigstick,helookedlikeapoacher。 GuidedbysomemysteriousinstinctIhurriedtomeethim。Iopenedtheconservatorydoor,andinherushedlikeahuntedrabbit。 WithoutexplanationIledhimupthewidestaircasetomyroom,wherehedroppedintoachairandwipedhisface。 “Youareastonished,Mr。Acton,“hepanted。“Iwillexplaindirectly。Thanks。“HetossedofftheglassofbrandyIhadpouredoutwithoutwaitingforthequalifyingsoda,andlookedbetter。 “Iaminserioustrouble。Youcanhelpme。I’vehadashockto- day——agrievousshock。“Hestoppedandtriedtopullhimselftogether。“Imusttrustyouimplicitly,Mr。Acton,Ihavenochoice。Tellmewhatyouthinkofthis。“Hedrewacasefromhisbreastpocketandopenedit。“IpromisedyoushouldseetheValdezsapphire。Lookthere!“ TheValdezsapphire!Agreatbigshininglumpofbluecrystal—— flawlessandofperfectcolor——thatwasall。Itookitup,breathedonit,drewoutmymagnifier,lookedatitinonelightandanother。Whatwaswrongwithit?Icouldnotsay。Nineexpertsoutoftenwouldundoubtedlyhavepronouncedthestonegenuine。I,byvirtueofsomemysteriousinstinctthathashithertoalwaysguidedmearight,wastheunluckytenth。Ilookedatthebishop。Hiseyesmetmine。Therewasnoneedofspokenwordbetweenus。 “HasLadyCarwitchetshownyouhersapphire?“washismostunexpectedquestion。“Shehas?Now,Mr。Acton,onyourhonorasaconnoisseurandagentleman,whichofthetwoistheValdez?“ “Notthisone。“Icouldsaynaughtelse。 “Youweremylasthope。“Hebrokeoff,anddroppedhisfaceonhisfoldedarmswithagroanthatshookthetableonwhichherested,whileIstooddismayedatmyselfforhavingletsohastyajudgmentescapeme。Heliftedaghastlycountenancetome。“Shevowedshewouldseemeruinedanddisgraced。Imadehermyenemybycrossingsomeofherschemesonce,andsheneverforgives。Shewillkeepherword。Ishallappearbeforetheworldasafraudulenttrustee。 Icanneitherproducethevaluableconfidedtomychargenormakethelossgood。Ihaveonlyanincrediblestorytotell,“bedroppedhisheadandgroanedagain。“Whowillbelieveme?“ “Iwill,forone。“