himselfâand vaguely frightened, too, possibly as one is when one has done something wrongâand he found a diversion in the idea of baiting Alick! And he found it, by heaven!â
But Helen was smiling. âDear old Geoff! Human of him, wasnât it? And to think I got the ghostly shudder when Alick said, you know, that he hadnât been there! Yet he didnât rub it into Geoffrey. Rather delicate of him wasnât it?â
âParticularly when you think how Geoffrey rubbed it into him! By the lord, Geoffrey must not know we know!â
But Helen was thinking again. Out of a pause, she said, looking at Harry, âWere most of our sympathies misplaced last night?â
Harry shook his head. âWhen he had told me how he had hoodwinked Geoffrey, I did have one minuteâs profound doubt, and looked at him, and gave him an oblique opening, and he looked back and saw what was in my mindâand only smiled as if he were tired.â
âWhere did he go last night?â
âTo the inn, and, as Geoffrey forecasted, got blind drunk. Then he found himself somewhere on the hill, wakening in the cold dawn, with King Brude calmly inspecting his exhausted corpse. I doubt if the Devil knows what moves in the haunted abysses of that mind. And, by Jove, he could be dangerous!â
âIâll tell you one thing that moves in his mind,â said Helen practically. âMairi is in love with him. She doesnât like him having this gift. Anyway, I think she hates that we found out.â Then she added simply, and profoundly, âAnd so I knowâbeyond any evidence of yours or hisâthat what he said he saw to you, he did see.â
Harry nodded slowly, trying to take it in. âThatâI thinkâis important.â
âThink? Youâre taking a risk.â
âIs Alick in love with her?â
âIâm afraid so.â
âAh-h.â
âNever did have much luck, did I?â
âAnd yet your hand is stacked with trumpsâevery one a trick. It is tough.â
âPerhaps if I really tried enchanting himâwith the wild flowers and the birds andâââ
âAnd yourself. Perhaps. Onlyâanswer this one. Would you like to be married to a man with that gift?â
âIâwonder?â said Helen thoughtfully.
âIf Alick could tell you your future now beyond any doubt âwould you ask him?â
âPeople go to crystal-gazers and palmists.â
âSo would you or I to see how weâd fare in love or war or fortune or how many children weâd have.â
âWhy shouldnât I ask?â
âBecause of one thingâthe one only thingâthat is certain.â
âYou mean?â
âDeath.â
She looked at him steadily and in silence.
âIâm gladâ, said Harry, âthat you didnât say the obvious thing: that thatâs morbid. Though they say that when youâre young you can talk of death because it seems so far away; and when youâre old because it is so near. Itâs the great middle-aged crowd, busy with success andâââ
But Helen, hardly listening to him, interrupted directly: âDid he say who the dead person was?â
Her searching manner and the sound of the car scattered his wits for a moment. âNot really,â he said.
She went towards him. âHarry, tell me.â
âI canât. I donât know.â
âHarry!â
âAnd in any case, donât you see I couldnât tellâââ
âIs it you?â
âNo.â
âFather or Mother?â
âGood heavens, no.â
âGeoffrey?â
âOh, come now, Helen, play fair.â He heard voices.
But she had him by the lapels of the coat. Clutching them tightly, she breathedââGeoffrey!â
And to confound him fully, the memory of Alickâs silent pause came upon him.
âYou canât jump to conclusions like that. You mustnât! Oh,