A Woman's Will Part 68

They were so silent in the content of their mutual reverie that the call of the cuckoo clock startled them both slightly. Von Ibn took his cigar from between his lips and discovered that it had gone out some time since. Rosina smiled at his face and extended her hand towards the coffee table, on the side of which lay two or three wax matches.

"No, no," her husband cried quickly, "it is no need. I have quite finish," and he threw what remained of the cigar to the flames as he spoke. "What have you think of?" he asked, as she laid her head back on the chair-arm; "was it of a pleasant thing?"

"I was thinking," she said slowly, "of that man in Zurich, and wondering when and where he would learn of our marriage."

"Who of Zurich?"

"Surely you haven't forgotten that man in Zurich that I went to the Tonhalle with."

"Oh, yes," he exclaimed quickly; "the one I did go to the Gare with."

"Yes, the one who wrote Uncle John about you."

"Did he write about me? What has that Zuricher man to say of me?"

She rose to her feet and stood beside the fire, staring down into its leaping blades of light and flame.

"You know what he said as well as I do,--just everything that he could to make trouble for you and me."

Then her wrath began to rise, as it always did when her mind recurred to this particular subject.

"What do you suppose made him bother to do such a mean thing? Why did he want to make all that trouble for? Why couldn't he stick to his own business and let us alone? It is maddening to think of. I shall never forgive him--never!"

Von Ibn raised the heavy darkness of his eyes up to her profile, and a dancing light pa.s.sed over the unutterable tenderness that shadowed their glow.

"What trouble has he make?" he asked gently; "why may you never forgive him? Come to me, here upon my knee, and tell me of that."

He held out his hand, smiling, and she smiled too, and came to take her place upon the seat which he had indicated to her.

"He made all the trouble that he possibly could," she said, touching his hair here and there with a fanciful hand, while the expression of her face indicated a conflict between the sentiments with which the man of Zurich inspired her and those provoked by her hearer.

"Ah, so," said the latter; and then after a little he added, "But because he writes, your cousin is caused to arrive, and of that arriving we are become married. I see no trouble in that. _Au contraire_, I see much good. If I think it were really that Zuricher man that has write to America I should be most grateful of him. I think I should at once buy him a cane as that one which I get myself this afternoon."

"Oh, it was he," she said confidently; "Jack told me as much himself. I asked him if the letter was from Zurich, and he said 'Yes.'"

Von Ibn flung his head far back against the chair cushions and laughed heartily.

"Oh, _mon Dieu_!" he exclaimed, "I must ever amuse myself of a woman; a woman does always know!"

Rosina looked at him.

"Why, it _couldn't_ have been any one else," she said positively; "you know _that_."

He caught her face quickly between his hands and kissed it.

"It could very well be myself," he exclaimed, laughing.

"_You!_"

"Yes; quite with ease. _Pourquoi pas?_"

"_You!_"

Then he laughed afresh in the face of her most complete bewilderment.

"_Tu es tordante!_" he said, and then he crushed her suddenly up in his arms. "It was I that wrote; it was like this.--You shall hear."

She freed herself so as to regain an upright position and the ability to fully satisfy her desire to stare in amazement full in his face.

"It _wasn't you_!" she said incredulously; "not _really_?"

"Yes, it was very really I. _ecoutez donc_, you shall know all."

He raised her hands in his, palm to palm, the fingers interwoven, and looked into her eyes.

"It was because I am quite decided to marry you," he began.

"There, in Zurich!" she interrupted with a gasp.

"No, not in Zurich.--Naturally in Lucerne; here that first day, out there where the Quai lies so still in to-night's darkness. When you have spoken first to me I have decided, and from that hour on it is become only stronger, never less sure."

She was drawn to lay her two arms about his neck and to listen breathlessly to his recital.

"If you had been rich and I n.o.body, it had been so simple to marry you, perhaps; but being myself somebody, I cannot risk anything. It is so easy to marry an American when one desires but her money, but when one has also money and desires to marry, _voila ce qui est difficile_. It was for that that I go to the Gare with that man of Zurich,--ah, he has surely serve us well, that Zuricher man,--and I get of him the address of your uncle, and then I may write to that uncle and beg that one be sent over who will have full power to arrange for you, if I can ever bring you to say 'Yes.'" He stopped and his voice sank. "I could not be sure that you would say 'Yes' ever," he continued softly; "but in your eyes, even at first, I have thought to find a hope."

"Go on," she whispered, touching his lips very lightly with her own.

"I am cabled to Leipsic that your cousin will arrive at Havre, and we meet there."

Rosina's head flew upward suddenly.

"You met Jack!"

"But certainly. We go together to Dinard that he may meet all my family, and then we go to Ca.s.sel, where there is a castle to us, and to hunt in the Schwarzwald, and then he has written to America that I am quite rich and most honest, and of a real love for you; and when there has come an answer of your uncle, then I return to Munich to you."

"And I never knew a thing about any of it!"

"_Ah, ma cherie, pour l'instant on n'avait pas besoin de toi_," he reminded her, smiling.

"Go on!"

"Jack is very sure that all goes well at the end, and I am full of hope when--"

"But if you knew him, why did you strike him that night in front of the Regierung?"

"But I did not know him there in the dark, and that he should kiss you there in the street, that did me great surprise. And you have scream so, naturally I have not think but of a stranger; one would not expect a cousin of such a scream."

"And you went off with him the very next day; why didn't you let him go alone?"