Prosperity did not return as completely as Adelle expected, nor as
easily. Mr. Solomon Smith, the vice-president of the trust company,
arrived in Paris in due course on the seventh day and fell naturally
first into the hands of Miss Comstock. For Pussy, realizing to the full
the consequences of this situation to herself as an exploiter of rich
American girls from the very best families, had moved her family back to
the Villa Ponitowski and had set the stage demurely and convincingly for
the arrival of the trust company's emissary. She impressed Mr. Smith
easily as an intelligent and prudent woman, who was terribly concerned
over Adelle's false step, and quite blameless in the affair.
"Such an unfortunate accident," she explained to him, "from every point
of view:--think of my dear girls, the example to them!... And such
deceit,--one would not have expected it of the girl, I must say!... I
know nothing whatever about the young man, except that he comes from the
West--from California. One of my girls--a daughter of Hermann Paul, the
rich San Francisco railroad man, you know--tells me that this Davis
fellow is of most ordinary people, what is called a 'bounder,' you know.
Adelle naturally did not meet him here, but at the studio of one of her
friends. I knew nothing whatever about it until just before the
elopement--the very day before, in fact, when I surprised them together
in a motor-car. I spoke to the girl that night, of course, kindly but
severely. I had no idea she could do such a thing! It must have been in
her mind a long time. The girl showed great powers of duplicity, all the
trickiness of a parvenue, to be quite frank. I never had a girl of such
low tastes, I may say;--all my girls are from the very best families,
most carefully selected."
Thus Miss Comstock skillfully contrived to throw the responsibility for
Adelle's misstep upon her birth and upon the trust company which had
brought her up. In doing this she but confirmed Mr. Smith in his opinion
that the guardianship of minor girls was not a branch of the business
that the Washington Trust Company should undertake. They lacked the
proper facilities, as he would express it, and it was more of a nuisance
than it was worth. He had had a tempestuous September passage across the
ocean and dreaded the return voyage.
Having won a vantage-point Miss Comstock next proceeded to give a
piquant account of Mr. Ashly Crane's dealings with the girl, who in a
way had been his special charge.
"Fortunately I nipped that affair in the bud," she said, "although, as
it turned out, I suppose he might have been less objectionable than the
fellow she took. I am afraid that Mr. Crane lowered the girl's ideals of
manhood and thus paved the way for her fall," she added gravely.
Mr. Smith listened to the tale of Mr. Crane's futile attempt in rising
astonishment and wrath. He was himself a married man with a family of
growing daughters. He made a mental note of Mr. Crane's conduct, which
ultimately terminated that promising young banker's career in finance
with the trust company.
"Where is the girl?" he asked at the end, sighing. "I must see her, I
suppose, though it seems too late to do anything now."
Pussy had sagely taken account of Mr. Solomon Smith's character and
concluded that the banker was the sort of middle-class American who
might insist upon the young couple's being married all over again in due
form if he suspected anything irregular, and so to save bother all
around she assured him that she herself had made inquiry at the
consulate and found that the marriage performed there was binding
enough,--"unless the trust company wished to intervene as guardian of
the minor and contest its validity on the ground of misrepresentation of
Adelle's age," which, of course, must involve considerable scandal.
"It would be very unpleasant, indeed," she said meaningly.
The banker, who hated all publicity for himself and for his institution,
hastened to say that he had no idea of taking such action; merely wished
to be sure that the girl was really married and that her children, if
any came to her, would be born in lawful wedlock. Miss Comstock hid a
smile and set his mind at rest on that point.
(One sequel of this affair, by the way, was the prompt conclusion of Mr.
Morris McBride's diplomatic career: he returned presently to a patient
fatherland to renew in Cook County, Illinois, his services to the
Republican Party.)
After a delectable luncheon at Miss Comstock's, Mr. Smith drove alone
from the Neuilly villa to Miss Baxter's studio, where he found the young
couple somewhat in neglige, recovering from one of the concierge's
indigestible repasts, funds now running too low to permit them to
indulge in restaurant life. The untidy studio and the disheveled couple
themselves made a very bad impression upon the trust company's officer,
who loathed from the depths of his orderly soul all slatternness and
especially "bohemian art." He examined the young husband through his
horn-bowed glasses so sternly that Archie slunk into the darkest corner
of the studio and remained there during the banker's visit, which he
left to Adelle to bear. Mr. Smith could not be harsh with the young
bride, no matter how foolish and wrong-headed he thought her.
"Mrs.--er--Davis," he began, going straight to the point like a business
man, "I am informed that you are regularly married. It might be possible
to have such a marriage as you have chosen to make set aside on the
ground that you are a minor--still a ward of an American court--and
misrepresented your age to the consular officer."
Adelle opened her gray eyes in consternation. Were they, after all,
thinking of taking Archie from her? But she was reassured by the trust
officer's next words.
"Your guardians, however, will in all likelihood not take any such
steps--I shall not recommend it. Although you yet lack eighteen months
of being legally of age, and of course ought not to have married without
our consent, nevertheless you are of an age when many young women assume
the responsibilities of marriage. The facts being what they are,"--he
paused to look around disgustedly at the evidences of the picnicking
_menage_,--"I see no use in our interfering now in this unfortunate
affair."
Adelle's pale face brightened. He was a good old sort, she thought, and
wasn't going to make trouble, after all,--merely lecture them a bit, and
she composed her face properly to receive his scolding. It came, but it
was not very bad, at least Adelle did not feel its sting.
"It is also needless for me to pain you," he began, "by telling you what
I--what every mature person--must think of your rash step. Its
consequences upon your own future life will probably manifest themselves
only too soon. For a young girl like you, carefully brought up under the
best educational influences, and still in the charge of
a--er--companion,--" Adelle smiled demurely at Mr. Smith's difficulty in
finding the right word to describe Pussy Comstock,--"to deceive the kind
watchfulness, the confidence reposed in you, and carry on clandestine
relations"--What's that? thought Adelle--"with the first young fellow
who presents himself, indicates a serious lack on your part of something
that every woman should have to--er--to cope with life successfully," he
concluded, letting her down at the end softly.
This long sentence, by the way, was an interesting composite of several
"forms" that Mr. Smith used frequently on different occasions. It did
not impress Adelle as it should. She felt, as a matter of fact, that in
deceiving Pussy, she had merely pitted her feeble will and intelligence
against a much stronger one of an experienced woman, who was none too
scrupulous in her own methods. Also that in acting as she had in running
away with Archie, she had displayed the first real gleam of character in
her whole life. But she could not put these things into words. So she
let Mr. Smith continue without protest, which was the best way.
"As for the husband you have chosen, I know nothing about him of course.
I can only say that men of standing have slight regard for any man who
takes advantage of the weakness and folly of a school-girl, especially
when he has everything to gain financially from her and nothing to
give."
Archie winced at this truthful statement and nervously dropped a palette
with which he had been fussing. It clattered to the floor and broke,
setting the nerves of all three on edge.
"Such a man," Mr. Smith proceeded in his most acid tones, glaring at
Archie, "is properly called an adventurer, and rarely if ever proves to
have character enough to retain the respect of the woman he has wheedled
into sacrificing herself."
This was a bit unfair, for Archie had been wheedled rather than wheedled
Adelle. Moreover, the world is full, as Mr. Smith must surely know, of
young men who have committed matrimony with girls financially to their
advantage and who have retained not only their own self-respect, but won
the admiration of their acquaintances into the bargain for their skill
and good luck.
And Adelle resented the slur for Archie even more than the young man
did. She felt vaguely that Archie ought to do something to demonstrate
that he was not a worthless character, possibly kick Mr. Smith out of
the studio, at least protest at being called a "cad" and "adventurer."
But Archie took it all meekly and busied himself with recovering the
pieces of the broken palette from the floor. Mr. Smith did not press his
dialectic advantage; in other words, did not specifically hit Archie
again. Perhaps a human compunction, for the sake of the young girl who
had just rashly hazarded her life's happiness with the young man,
restrained him. He turned instead again to Adelle in a gentler tone.
"I feel sincerely sorry for you, Mrs. Davis. A young woman in your
position, without family or near friends to shield her, is exposed to
all the evil selfishness of the world. You have succumbed, I am afraid,
to a delusion, although the trust company did its best to supply your
lack of natural protectors, to shield you."
He reflected, perhaps, that the trust company had been, even from the
easy American standard, a rather negligent parent, chiefly concerned
with its ward's fortune, and hastened to say defensively,--"We placed
you with an excellent woman,"--Adelle had placed herself, but it made no
difference,--"one in whom we have every confidence not only as a
teacher, but also as a friend and guide." Even Adelle smiled broadly at
this description of Pussy. "But all our care has been in vain: you have
put us now where we cannot help you further!"
Adelle lowered her eyes, but felt happier--the sermon was coming to an
end.
"It is useless for me to continue, however. It rests with you alone,
with you and your husband,"--he pronounced the term with infinite
scorn,--"to prove that your rash choice is not what it seems,--the end
of your career, the end of your happiness. And it rests with you, sir,"
he added severely, looking over at Archie, "to prove that you are man
enough to be a kind husband to the girl who has married you under such
circumstances. I sincerely hope that your future will be better than
your act promises!"
Here was another opening for the kick, but Archie failed to grasp it. He
took his cue from Adelle and maintained a sulky silence.
"There remains but one more thing for me to speak of, Mrs. Davis, and
that is your property, of which the trust company must continue guardian
for nearly two years more until you become of age and the company is
released from its guardianship by the court."
The couple pricked up their ears with relief at the mention of property.
"You have shown yourself to be prodigal in expenditure," Mr. Smith
remarked, pulling from his pocket a card with a list of figures. "This
past year you drew very nearly if not quite thirty-eight thousand
dollars,--altogether too much money, I should say, for a young woman to
spend safely."
"It was the cars and the Nile trip," Adelle murmured.
"Fortunately it happens to be well within the income of your estate, and
so I suppose I cannot raise objections except upon moral grounds. It is
too much money for any woman to spend wisely!"
Mr. Smith apparently had positive convictions on this subject. Adelle
did not seem to care what he thought a woman could spend wisely.
"And so I propose that for the remainder of the time while you are
nominally under our guardianship the trust company shall allow you--" He
paused as if debating the figure with himself, and Archie unconsciously
walked a couple of steps nearer the others. Alas! It drew Mr. Smith's
attention from Adelle, for whom he was sorry, to the cause, as he
thought, of her misfortune. Whatever had been in his mind he said
curtly, looking at Archie, "Five thousand dollars a year, to be paid in
quarterly installments on your personal order, Mrs. Davis."
The young people looked at him aghast. As a matter of fact, five
thousand dollars a year was not penury, at least to Archie, who had
rarely seen a clear twelve hundred from January to January. Even Adelle,
after her training in the Church Street house, might at a pinch hold
herself in for eighteen months, all the more as after that period of
probation she could not be prevented by the trust company from indulging
herself to the full extent of her income. Adelle, indeed, who was still
somewhat vague about the limitations and possibilities of money, was not
as much annoyed as Archie. But she knew that she was being punished for
her conduct in running away with Archie by this disagreeable old man,
and she resented punishment as a child might resent it. Mr. Smith,
observing the signs of discontent with his announcement, remarked with
increased decision and satisfaction:--
"I am sure that will be best for both of you. Especially for you, Mrs.
Davis! It will give you an opportunity to find out how much you care for
each other, without the luxuries that wealth brings. And it will protect
you, my dear, from--er--the indiscretions of a young husband, who has
not been accustomed to the use of much money, I gather."
Undoubtedly Mr. Smith thought he was acting wisely towards them,--"Just
as I would if it had been my own daughter," according to his report to
President West. As a matter of fact, he acted precisely as parents are
only too prone to act, with one third desire for the best interests of
the parties concerned and two thirds desire to have them punished for
their folly. The punitive motive was large in Mr. Smith's decision to
put the couple on short rations as long as he had the power to do so. He
would have liked to tie up Adelle's fortune indefinitely, so that the
young scamp who had married her for her money (as he was convinced)
might get as little of it as possible. Unfortunately the trust company
had no control after Adelle's twenty-first birthday, unless by that time
experience should teach her the wisdom of voluntarily putting her
fortune beyond her husband's reach; but, at any rate, for the next few
months it could arbitrarily and tyrannically disappoint his hungry
appetite, and that is what Mr. Smith meant to do. His psychology,
unfortunately, was faulty. It was perhaps the poorest way of securing
Adelle's happiness in the end, as he might have foreseen if he had been
less conscientious and more human....
Shortly after delivering his blow, Mr. Smith took his hat and left the
studio without shaking hands with Archie, although he smiled frostily on
the trust company's ward and "hoped all would go well with her in her
new life." All the way back to his hotel he congratulated himself for
his dispatch, finesse, eloquence, and wisdom in handling a deplorable
and difficult situation. Yet it is hard to see just what he had
accomplished by crossing the ocean. He washed his hands of "the Clark
girl" before he left Paris for his return voyage, and, like so many
persons with whom the young heiress had dealings, never again actively
entered her life.