The Moonstone 30 страница

" Did you notice anything strange in them? Anything like a fixed, vacant expression? "

" Nothing of the sort. Your eyes were bright--brighter than usual. You looked about in the room, as if you knew you were where you ought not to be, and as if you were afraid of being found out. "

" Did you observe one thing when I came into the room--did you observe how I walked? "

" You walked as you always do. You came in as far as the middle of the room--and then you stopped and looked about you. "

" What did you do, on first seeing me? "

" I could do nothing. I was petrified. I couldn't speak, I couldn't call out, I couldn't even move to shut my door. "

" Could I see you, where you stood? "

" You might certainly have seen me. But you never looked towards me. It's useless to ask the question. I am sure you never saw me. "

" How are you sure? "

" Would you have taken the Diamond? would you have acted as you did afterwards? would you be here now--if you had seen that I was awake and looking at you? Don't make me talk of that part of it! I want to answer you quietly. Help me to keep as calm as I can. Go on to something else. "

She was right--in every way, right. I went on to other things.

" What did I do, after I had got to the middle of the room, and had stopped there? "

" You turned away, and went straight to the corner near the window--where my Indian cabinet stands. "

" When I was at the cabinet, my back must have been turned towards you. How did you see what I was doing? "

" When you moved, I moved. "

" So as to see what I was about with my hands? "

" There are three glasses in my sitting-room. As you stood there, I saw all that you did, reflected in one of them. "

" What did you see? "

" You put your candle on the top of the cabinet. You opened, and shut, one drawer after another, until you came to the drawer in which I had put my Diamond. You looked at the open drawer for a moment. And then you put your hand in, and took the Diamond out. "

" How do you know I took the Diamond out? "

" I saw your hand go into the drawer. And I saw the gleam of the stone between your finger and thumb, when you took your hand out. "

" Did my hand approach the drawer again--to close it, for instance? "

" No. You had the Diamond in your right hand; and you took the candle from the top of the cabinet with your left hand. "

" Did I look about me again, after that? "

" No. "

" Did I leave the room immediately? "

" No. You stood quite still, for what seemed a long time. I saw your face sideways in the glass. You looked like a man thinking, and dissatisfied with his own thoughts. "

" What happened next? "

" You roused yourself on a sudden, and you went straight out of the room. "

" Did I close the door after me? "

" No. You passed out quickly into the passage, and left the door open. "

" And then? "

" Then, your light disappeared, and the sound of your steps died away, and I was left alone in the dark. "

" Did nothing happen--from that time, to the time when the whole house knew that the Diamond was lost? "

" Nothing. "

" Are you sure of that? Might you not have been asleep a part of the time? "

" I never slept. I never went back to my bed. Nothing happened until Penelope came in, at the usual time in the morning. "

I dropped her hand, and rose, and took a turn in the room. Every question that I could put had been answered. Every detail that I could desire to know had been placed before me. I had even reverted to the idea of sleep-walking, and the idea of intoxication; and, again, the worthlessness of the one theory and the other had been proved--on the authority, this time, of the witness who had seen me. What was to be said next? what was to be done next? There rose the horrible fact of the Theft--the one visible, tangible object that confronted me, in the midst of the impenetrable darkness which enveloped all besides! Not a glimpse of light to guide me, when I had possessed myself of Rosanna Spearman's secret at the Shivering Sand. And not a glimpse of light now, when I had appealed to Rachel herself, and had heard the hateful story of the night from her own lips.

She was the first, this time, to break the silence.

" Well? " she said, " you have asked, and I have answered. You have made me hope something from all this, because you hoped something from it. What have you to say now? "

The tone in which she spoke warned me that my influence over her was a lost influence once more.

" We were to look at what happened on my birthday night, together, " she went on; " and we were then to understand each other. Have we done that? "

She waited pitilessly for my reply. In answering her I committed a fatal error--I let the exasperating helplessness of my situation get the better of my self-control. Rashly and uselessly, I reproached her for the silence which had kept me until that moment in ignorance of the truth.

" If you had spoken when you ought to have spoken, " I began; " if you had done me the common justice to explain yourself----"

She broke in on me with a cry of fury. The few words I had said seemed to have lashed her on the instant into a frenzy of rage.

" Explain myself! " she repeated. " Oh! is there another man like this in the world? I spare him, when my heart is breaking; I screen him when my own character is at stake; and HE--of all human beings, HE--turns on me now, and tells me that I ought to have explained myself! After believing in him as I did, after loving him as I did, after thinking of him by day, and dreaming of him by night--he wonders I didn't charge him with his disgrace the first time we met: 'My heart's darling, you are a Thief! My hero whom I love and honour, you have crept into my room under cover of the night, and stolen my Diamond! ' That is what I ought to have said. You villain, you mean, mean, mean villain, I would have lost fifty diamonds, rather than see your face lying to me, as I see it lying now! "

I took up my hat. In mercy to HER--yes! I can honestly say it--in mercy to HER, I turned away without a word, and opened the door by which I had entered the room.

She followed, and snatched the door out of my hand; she closed it, and pointed back to the place that I had left.

" No! " she said. " Not yet! It seems that I owe a justification of my conduct to you. You shall stay and hear it. Or you shall stoop to the lowest infamy of all, and force your way out. "

It wrung my heart to see her; it wrung my heart to hear her. I answered by a sign--it was all I could do--that I submitted myself to her will.

The crimson flush of anger began to fade out of her face, as I went back, and took my chair in silence. She waited a little, and steadied herself. When she went on, but one sign of feeling was discernible in her. She spoke without looking at me. Her hands were fast clasped in her lap, and her eyes were fixed on the ground.

" I ought to have done you the common justice to explain myself, " she said, repeating my own words. " You shall see whether I did try to do you justice, or not. I told you just now that I never slept, and never returned to my bed, after you had left my sitting-room. It's useless to trouble you by dwelling on what I thought--you would not understand my thoughts--I will only tell you what I did, when time enough had passed to help me to recover myself. I refrained from alarming the house, and telling everybody what had happened--as I ought to have done. In spite of what I had seen, I was fond enough of you to believe--no matter what! --any impossibility, rather than admit it to my own mind that you were deliberately a thief. I thought and thought--and I ended in writing to you. "

" I never received the letter. "

" I know you never received it. Wait a little, and you shall hear why. My letter would have told you nothing openly. It would not have ruined you for life, if it had fallen into some other person's hands. It would only have said--in a manner which you yourself could not possibly have mistaken--that I had reason to know you were in debt, and that it was in my experience and in my mother's experience of you, that you were not very discreet, or very scrupulous about how you got money when you wanted it. You would have remembered the visit of the French lawyer, and you would have known what I referred to. If you had read on with some interest after that, you would have come to an offer I had to make to you--the offer, privately (not a word, mind, to be said openly about it between us! ), of the loan of as large a sum of money as I could get. --And I would have got it! " she exclaimed, her colour beginning to rise again, and her eyes looking up at me once more. " I would have pledged the Diamond myself, if I could have got the money in no other way! In those words I wrote to you. Wait! I did more than that. I arranged with Penelope to give you the letter when nobody was near. I planned to shut myself into my bedroom, and to have the sitting-room left open and empty all the morning. And I hoped--with all my heart and soul I hoped! --that you would take the opportunity, and put the Diamond back secretly in the drawer. "

I attempted to speak. She lifted her hand impatiently, and stopped me. In the rapid alternations of her temper, her anger was beginning to rise again. She got up from her chair, and approached me.

" I know what you are going to say, " she went on. " You are going to remind me again that you never received my letter. I can tell you why. I tore it up.

" For what reason? " I asked.

" For the best of reasons. I preferred tearing it up to throwing it away upon such a man as you! What was the first news that reached me in the morning? Just as my little plan was complete, what did I hear? I heard that you--you!!! --were the foremost person in the house in fetching the police. You were the active man; you were the leader; you were working harder than any of them to recover the jewel! You even carried your audacity far enough to ask to speak to ME about the loss of the Diamond--the Diamond which you yourself had stolen; the Diamond which was all the time in your own hands! After that proof of your horrible falseness and cunning, I tore up my letter. But even then--even when I was maddened by the searching and questioning of the policeman, whom you had sent in--even then, there was some infatuation in my mind which wouldn't let me give you up. I said to myself, 'He has played his vile farce before everybody else in the house. Let me try if he can play it before me. ' Somebody told me you were on the terrace. I went down to the terrace. I forced myself to look at you; I forced myself to speak to you. Have you forgotten what I said? "

I might have answered that I remembered every word of it. But what purpose, at that moment, would the answer have served?

How could I tell her that what she had said had astonished me, had distressed me, had suggested to me that she was in a state of dangerous nervous excitement, had even roused a moment's doubt in my mind whether the loss of the jewel was as much a mystery to her as to the rest of us--but had never once given me so much as a glimpse at the truth? Without the shadow of a proof to produce in vindication of my innocence, how could I persuade her that I knew no more than the veriest stranger could have known of what was really in her thoughts when she spoke to me on the terrace?

" It may suit your convenience to forget; it suits my convenience to remember, " she went on. " I know what I said--for I considered it with myself, before I said it. I gave you one opportunity after another of owning the truth. I left nothing unsaid that I COULD say--short of actually telling you that I knew you had committed the theft. And all the return you made, was to look at me with your vile pretence of astonishment, and your false face of innocence--just as you have looked at me to-day; just as you are looking at me now! I left you, that morning, knowing you at last for what you were--for what you are--as base a wretch as ever walked the earth! "

" If you had spoken out at the time, you might have left me, Rachel, knowing that you had cruelly wronged an innocent man. "

" If I had spoken out before other people, " she retorted, with another burst of indignation, " you would have been disgraced for life! If I had spoken out to no ears but yours, you would have denied it, as you are denying it now! Do you think I should have believed you? Would a man hesitate at a lie, who had done what I saw YOU do--who had behaved about it afterwards, as I saw YOU behave? I tell you again, I shrank from the horror of hearing you lie, after the horror of seeing you thieve. You talk as if this was a misunderstanding which a few words might have set right! Well! the misunderstanding is at an end. Is the thing set right? No! the thing is just where it was. I don't believe you NOW! I don't believe you found the nightgown, I don't believe in Rosanna Spearman's letter, I don't believe a word you have said. You stole it--I saw you! You affected to help the police--I saw you! You pledged the Diamond to the money-lender in London--I am sure of it! You cast the suspicion of your disgrace (thanks to my base silence! ) on an innocent man! You fled to the Continent with your plunder the next morning! After all that vileness, there was but one thing more you COULD do. You could come here with a last falsehood on your lips--you could come here, and tell me that I have wronged you! "

If I had stayed a moment more, I know not what words might have escaped me which I should have remembered with vain repentance and regret. I passed by her, and opened the door for the second time. For the second time--with the frantic perversity of a roused woman--she caught me by the arm, and barred my way out.

" Let me go, Rachel" I said. " It will be better for both of us. Let me go. "

The hysterical passion swelled in her bosom--her quickened convulsive breathing almost beat on my face, as she held me back at the door.

" Why did you come here? " she persisted, desperately. " I ask you again--why did you come here? Are you afraid I shall expose you? Now you are a rich man, now you have got a place in the world, now you may marry the best lady in the land--are you afraid I shall say the words which I have never said yet to anybody but you? I can't say the words! I can't expose you! I am worse, if worse can be, than you are yourself. " Sobs and tears burst from her. She struggled with them fiercely; she held me more and more firmly. " I can't tear you out of my heart, " she said, " even now! You may trust in the shameful, shameful weakness which can only struggle against you in this way! " She suddenly let go of me--she threw up her hands, and wrung them frantically in the air. " Any other woman living would shrink from the disgrace of touching him! " she exclaimed. " Oh, God! I despise myself even more heartily than I despise HIM! "

The tears were forcing their way into my eyes in spite of me--the horror of it was to be endured no longer.

" You shall know that you have wronged me, yet, " I said. " Or you shall never see me again! "

With those words, I left her. She started up from the chair on which she had dropped the moment before: she started up--the noble creature! --and followed me across the outer room, with a last merciful word at parting.

" Franklin! " she said, " I forgive you! Oh, Franklin, Franklin! we shall never meet again. Say you forgive ME! "

I turned, so as to let my face show her that I was past speaking--I turned, and waved my hand, and saw her dimly, as in a vision, through the tears that had conquered me at last.

The next moment, the worst bitterness of it was over. I was out in the garden again. I saw her, and heard her, no more.

CHAPTER VIII

Late that evening, I was surprised at my lodgings by a visit from Mr. Bruff.

There was a noticeable change in the lawyer's manner. It had lost its usual confidence and spirit. He shook hands with me, for the first time in his life, in silence.

" Are you going back to Hampstead? " I asked, by way of saying something.

" I have just left Hampstead, " he answered. " I know, Mr. Franklin, that you have got at the truth at last. But, I tell you plainly, if I could have foreseen the price that was to be paid for it, I should have preferred leaving you in the dark. "

" You have seen Rachel? "

" I have come here after taking her back to Portland Place; it was impossible to let her return in the carriage by herself. I can hardly hold you responsible--considering that you saw her in my house and by my permission--for the shock that this unlucky interview has inflicted on her. All I can do is to provide against a repetition of the mischief. She is young--she has a resolute spirit--she will get over this, with time and rest to help her. I want to be assured that you will do nothing to hinder her recovery. May I depend on your making no second attempt to see her--except with my sanction and approval? "

" After what she has suffered, and after what I have suffered, " I said, " you may rely on me. "

" I have your promise? "

" You have my promise. "

Mr. Bruff looked relieved. He put down his hat, and drew his chair nearer to mine.

" That's settled! " he said. " Now, about the future--your future, I mean. To my mind, the result of the extraordinary turn which the matter has now taken is briefly this. In the first place, we are sure that Rachel has told you the whole truth, as plainly as words can tell it. In the second place--though we know that there must be some dreadful mistake somewhere--we can hardly blame her for believing you to be guilty, on the evidence of her own senses; backed, as that evidence has been, by circumstances which appear, on the face of them, to tell dead against you. "

There I interposed. " I don't blame Rachel, " I said. " I only regret that she could not prevail on herself to speak more plainly to me at the time. "

" You might as well regret that Rachel is not somebody else, " rejoined Mr. Bruff. " And even then, I doubt if a girl of any delicacy, whose heart had been set on marrying you, could have brought herself to charge you to your face with being a thief. Anyhow, it was not in Rachel's nature to do it. In a very different matter to this matter of yours--which placed her, however, in a position not altogether unlike her position towards you--I happen to know that she was influenced by a similar motive to the motive which actuated her conduct in your case. Besides, as she told me herself, on our way to town this evening, if she had spoken plainly, she would no more have believed your denial then than she believes it now. What answer can you make to that? There is no answer to be made to it. Come, come, Mr. Franklin! my view of the case has been proved to be all wrong, I admit--but, as things are now, my advice may be worth having for all that. I tell you plainly, we shall be wasting our time, and cudgelling our brains to no purpose, if we attempt to try back, and unravel this frightful complication from the beginning. Let us close our minds resolutely to all that happened last year at Lady Verinder's country house; and let us look to what we CAN discover in the future, instead of to what we can NOT discover in the past. "

" Surely you forget, " I said, " that the whole thing is essentially a matter of the past--so far as I am concerned? "

" Answer me this, " retorted Mr. Bruff. " Is the Moonstone at the bottom of all the mischief--or is it not? "

" It is--of course. "

" Very good. What do we believe was done with the Moonstone, when it was taken to London? "

" It was pledged to Mr. Luker. "

" We know that you are not the person who pledged it. Do we know who did? "

" No. "

" Where do we believe the Moonstone to be now? "

" Deposited in the keeping of Mr. Luker's bankers. "

" Exactly. Now observe. We are already in the month of June. Towards the end of the month (I can't be particular to a day) a year will have elapsed from the time when we believe the jewel to have been pledged. There is a chance--to say the least--that the person who pawned it, may be prepared to redeem it when the year's time has expired. If he redeems it, Mr. Luker must himself--according to the terms of his own arrangement--take the Diamond out of his banker's hands. Under these circumstances, I propose setting a watch at the bank, as the present month draws to an end, and discovering who the person is to whom Mr. Luker restores the Moonstone. Do you see it now? "

I admitted (a little unwillingly) that the idea was a new one, at any rate.

" It's Mr. Murthwaite's idea quite as much as mine, " said Mr. Bruff. " It might have never entered my head, but for a conversation we had together some time since. If Mr. Murthwaite is right, the Indians are likely to be on the lookout at the bank, towards the end of the month too--and something serious may come of it. What comes of it doesn't matter to you and me except as it may help us to lay our hands on the mysterious Somebody who pawned the Diamond. That person, you may rely on it, is responsible (I don't pretend to know how) for the position in which you stand at this moment; and that person alone can set you right in Rachel's estimation. "

" I can't deny, " I said, " that the plan you propose meets the difficulty in a way that is very daring, and very ingenious, and very new. But----"

" But you have an objection to make? "

" Yes. My objection is, that your proposal obliges us to wait. "

" Granted. As I reckon the time, it requires you to wait about a fortnight--more or less. Is that so very long? "

" It's a life-time, Mr. Bruff, in such a situation as mine. My existence will be simply unendurable to me, unless I do something towards clearing my character at once. "

" Well, well, I understand that. Have you thought yet of what you can do? "

" I have thought of consulting Sergeant Cuff. "

" He has retired from the police. It's useless to expect the Sergeant to help you. "

" I know where to find him; and I can but try. "

" Try, " said Mr. Bruff, after a moment's consideration. " The case has assumed such an extraordinary aspect since Sergeant Cuff's time, that you may revive his interest in the inquiry. Try, and let me hear the result. In the meanwhile, " he continued, rising, " if you make no discoveries between this, and the end of the month, am I free to try, on my side, what can be done by keeping a lookout at the bank? "

" Certainly, " I answered--" unless I relieve you of all necessity for trying the experiment in the interval. "

Mr. Bruff smiled, and took up his hat.

" Tell Sergeant Cuff, " he rejoined, " that I say the discovery of the truth depends on the discovery of the person who pawned the Diamond. And let me hear what the Sergeant's experience says to that. "

So we parted.

Early the next morning, I set forth for the little town of Dorking--the place of Sergeant Cuff's retirement, as indicated to me by Betteredge.

Inquiring at the hotel, I received the necessary directions for finding the Sergeant's cottage. It was approached by a quiet bye-road, a little way out of the town, and it stood snugly in the middle of its own plot of garden ground, protected by a good brick wall at the back and the sides, and by a high quickset hedge in front. The gate, ornamented at the upper part by smartly-painted trellis-work, was locked. After ringing at the bell, I peered through the trellis-work, and saw the great Cuff's favourite flower everywhere; blooming in his garden, clustering over his door, looking in at his windows. Far from the crimes and the mysteries of the great city, the illustrious thief-taker was placidly living out the last Sybarite years of his life, smothered in roses!

A decent elderly woman opened the gate to me, and at once annihilated all the hopes I had built on securing the assistance of Sergeant Cuff. He had started, only the day before, on a journey to Ireland.

" Has he gone there on business? " I asked.

The woman smiled. " He has only one business now, sir, " she said; " and that's roses. Some great man's gardener in Ireland has found out something new in the growing of roses--and Mr. Cuff's away to inquire into it. "

" Do you know when he will be back? "

" It's quite uncertain, sir. Mr. Cuff said he should come back directly, or be away some time, just according as he found the new discovery worth nothing, or worth looking into. If you have any message to leave for him, I'll take care, sir, that he gets it. "

I gave her my card, having first written on it in pencil: " I have something to say about the Moonstone. Let me hear from you as soon as you get back. " That done, there was nothing left but to submit to circumstances, and return to London.

In the irritable condition of my mind, at the time of which I am now writing, the abortive result of my journey to the Sergeant's cottage simply aggravated the restless impulse in me to be doing something. On the day of my return from Dorking, I determined that the next morning should find me bent on a new effort at forcing my way, through all obstacles, from the darkness to the light.

What form was my next experiment to take?

If the excellent Betteredge had been present while I was considering that question, and if he had been let into the secret of my thoughts, he would, no doubt, have declared that the German side of me was, on this occasion, my uppermost side. To speak seriously, it is perhaps possible that my German training was in some degree responsible for the labyrinth of useless speculations in which I now involved myself. For the greater part of the night, I sat smoking, and building up theories, one more profoundly improbable than another. When I did get to sleep, my waking fancies pursued me in dreams. I rose the next morning, with Objective-Subjective and Subjective-Objective inextricably entangled together in my mind; and I began the day which was to witness my next effort at practical action of some kind, by doubting whether I had any sort of right (on purely philosophical grounds) to consider any sort of thing (the Diamond included) as existing at all.