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Pearson had extended his hand and a "Good evening" was on his lips.
Stephen's strange behavior and language caused him to halt. He flushed, awkward, surprised, and indignant.
Caroline turned and saw him. She started, and her cheeks also grew crimson. Then, recovering, she looked him full in the face, and deliberately and disdainfully turned her back.
"Come, Steve!" she said again, and walked from the room.
Her brother hesitated, glared at Pearson, and then stalked haughtily after her.
Captain Elisha's bewilderment was supreme. He stared, open-mouthed, after his nephew and niece, and then turned slowly to his friend.
"What on earth, Jim," he stammered. "What's it _mean_?"
Pearson shrugged his shoulders. "I think I know what it means," he said.
"I presume that Miss Warren and her brother have learned of my trouble with their father."
"Hey? No! you don't think _that's_ it."
"I think there's no doubt of it."
"But how?"
"I don't know how. What I do know is that I should not have come here. I felt it and, if you will remember, I said so. I was a fool. Good night, Captain."
Hot and furiously angry at his own indecision which had placed him in this humiliating situation, he was striding towards the hall. Captain Elisha seized his arm.
"Stay where you are, Jim!" he commanded. "If the trouble's what you think it is, I'm more to blame than anybody else, and you sha'n't leave this house till I've done my best to square you."
"Thank you; but I don't wish to be 'squared.' I've done nothing to be ashamed of, and I have borne as many insults as I can stand. I'm going."
"No, you ain't. Not yet. I want you to stay."
At that moment Stephen's voice reached them from the adjoining room.
"I tell you I shall, Caro!" it proclaimed, fiercely. "Do you suppose I'm going to permit that fellow to come here again--or to go until he is made to understand what we think of him and why? No, by gad! I'm the man of this family, and I'll tell him a few things."
Pearson's jaw set grimly.
"You may let go of my wrist, Captain Warren," he said; "I'll stay."
Possibly Stephen's intense desire to prove his manliness made him self-conscious. At any rate, he never appeared more ridiculously boyish than when, an instant later, he marched into the library and confronted his uncle and Pearson.
"I--I want to say--" he began, majestically; "I want to say--"
He paused, choking, and brandished his fist.
"I want to say--" he began again.
"All right, Stevie," interrupted the captain, dryly, "then I'd say it if I was you. I guess it's time you did."
"I want to--to tell that fellow _there_," with a vicious stab of his forefinger in the direction of Pearson, "that I consider him an--an ingrate--and a scoundrel--and a miserable--"
"Steady!" Captain Elisha's interruption was sharp this time. "Steady now! Leave out the pet names. What is it you've got to tell?"
"I--my sister and I have found out what a scoundrel he is, that's what!
We've learned of the lies he wrote about father. We know that he was responsible for all that cowardly, lying stuff in the _Planet_--all that about the Trolley Combine. And we don't intend that he shall sneak into this house again. If he was the least part of a man, he would never have come."
"Mr. Warren--" began Pearson, stepping forward. The captain interrupted.
"Hold on, Jim!" he said. "Just a minute now. You've learned somethin', you say, Stevie. The Dunns told you, I s'pose."
"Never mind who told me!"
"I don't--much. But I guess we'd better have a clear understandin', all of us. Caroline, will you come in here, please?"
He stepped toward the door. Stephen sprang in front of him.
"My sister doesn't intend to cheapen herself by entering that man's presence," he declared, hotly. "I'll deal with him, myself!"
"All right. But I guess she'd better be here, just the same. Caroline, I want you."
"She sha'n't come!"
"Yes, she shall. Caroline!"
The boy would have detained him, but he pushed him firmly aside and walked toward the door. Before he reached it, however, his niece appeared.
"Well?" she said, coldly. "What is it you want of me?"
"I want you to hear Mr. Pearson's side of this business--and mine--before you do anything you'll be sorry for."
"I think I've heard quite enough of Mr. Pearson already. Nothing he can say or do will make me more sorry than I am, or humiliate me more than the fact that I have treated him as a friend."
The icy contempt in her tone was cutting. Pearson's face was white, but he spoke clearly and with deliberation.
"Miss Warren," he said, "I must insist that you listen for another moment. I owe you an apology for--"
"Apology!" broke in Stephen, with a scornful laugh. "Apology! Well, by gad! Just hear that, Caro!"
The girl's lip curled. "I do not wish to hear your apology," she said.
"But I wish you to hear it. Not for my att.i.tude in the Trolley matter, nor for what I published in the _Planet_. Nor for my part in the disagreement with your father. I wrote the truth and nothing more. I considered it right then--I told your father so--and I have not changed my mind. I should act exactly the same under similar circ.u.mstances."
"You blackguard!" shouted Stephen. Pearson ignored him utterly.
"I do owe you an apology," he continued, "for coming here, as I have done, knowing that you were ignorant of the affair. I believe now that you are misinformed as to the facts, but that is immaterial. You should have been told of my trouble with Mr. Warren. I should have insisted upon it. That I did not do so is my fault and I apologize; but for that only. Good evening."
He shook himself free from the captain's grasp, bowed to the trio, and left the room. An instant later the outer door closed behind him.
Caroline turned to her brother. "Come, Steve," she said.