CHAPTER VIII

STRANGE ROMANCE OF PAUL AND AGNES

William Dodge took an extended trip over the continent, finally settling

down for a prolonged stay at Paris. The Laniers sailed for Calcutta, but

landed at Bombay.

Paul assumed an air of elegant refinement. It was rumored that father

and son were fabulously wealthy. To all such gossip both seemed

indifferent. Their hauteur and reserve insured desired social entree,

while hedging against impertinent curiosity.

Paul was lionized. After attending gatherings of Bombay elite, Paul

condescended to manifest interest. The niece of an English aristocrat

had arrested his attention.

Sir Charles Chesterton was rich and unmarried. Agnes Randall was his

favorite. It was reported that this uncle had willed the bulk of his

immense wealth to Agnes. Paul Lanier had heard casual reference to these

bits of gossip, but seemed bored. What were vulgar expectations to

refined possessor of unlimited capital?

But the good qualities of this lovely girl found appreciation. Spite of

reputed wealth and high expectations, her manners had interested Paul

Lanier. He accepted invitations to dine with both uncle and niece. No

curiosity as to financial matters was manifested. Such common sentiment

was too low for Paul.

This rich Englishman and his interesting niece recently had arrived at

Bombay.

Both were interested in Paul's antecedents and future prospects. The

growth of this sentiment was natural and reserved, neither premature nor

effusive.

After suitable time Pierre Lanier received an invitation to dine with

Sir Charles. Agnes was present. Their guest was treated with due

respect, as the father of such elegant son. Pierre was elated. Under the

influence of rare wines, Sir Charles and Pierre became confidential. Sir

Charles seemed fully absorbed in his own financial conquests. At first

he listened with impatience to any of Pierre's guarded talk. Sir

Charles' recitals were so insinuating that Pierre felt much constraint

toward polite bragging. However, the secretive habit of a lifetime

sealed his lips against boastful avowals. Vintage warmth elicited

nothing more than a few guarded hints at possible craft in acquisition

of untold wealth.

This interesting quartette became so exclusive that little attention

was paid to other Bombay society. It soon was rumored that Paul Lanier

and Agnes Randall were mutually smitten. The report was confirmed by the

manner of all. In their confidences, Sir Charles and Pierre casually

referred to this gossip. It was talked over between Agnes and Paul.

Neither evinced any disposition to discipline the "tattling dame."

Paul proposed marriage. Agnes felt disposed to grant his suit, but would

abide her uncle's decision. To Paul this appeared proper. He entertained

the highest respect for Sir Charles Chesterton. Much as Paul desired

this marriage, he would defer to the judgment of her fond uncle.

It was arranged that Paul should submit the matter the next day. At the

time appointed the subject came up in the private room of Sir Charles.

Paul was graciously received. From Sir Charles' manner Paul was sure

that Agnes had spoken to her uncle of the proposal, and had received a

favorable response. He avowed his love for Agnes, and their intention to

abide Sir Charles' decision.

This gracious uncle for a while remains silent. His prolonged pause

embarrasses Paul. Sir Charles asks where Paul was born, where his

relatives reside, their names, his father's antecedents, their future

intentions as to home and business, what portions of the world they had

seen, adding, "These questions may seem impertinent, but I wish to know

all about the one seeking the hand of my favorite niece and heir."

Encouraged, Paul answers quite fully. Sir Charles seems satisfied.

After an extended pause, during which Paul shifts about in nervous

anticipation, Sir Charles tells him there is yet another important

matter, often neglected, but of which, before deciding, he must have

full information.

"To my mind the present and future property interests of the proposed

husband of Agnes Randall are vital considerations. This young girl would

not think of such matters, but I have lived longer, and never will

consent to her marrying a pauper. I anticipate living a few years, and

whoever becomes the husband of Agnes Randall must have sufficient

property to support her elegantly during this time. After I am through

with earth there will be no danger about the future of my niece, as my

will provides for that."

Paul assures Sir Charles that both he and his father are very wealthy.

Sir Charles seems much pleased. He hopes Paul will not consider him

impertinent, but there must be a more definite statement of financial

resources.

"I must have an inventory. The list must be full, including every

description of property, real and personal, with exact location of each

separate parcel. If you desire, I will furnish such a statement of my

property, which is all willed to Agnes, but there must be one furnished

to me."

Paul is willing to tell Sir Charles all about the matter, but cannot now

properly describe their properties as required.

Sir Charles says:

"Mr. Lanier, tell all you know, to be made more definite later."

With paper and pencil Sir Charles makes notes. The recital is quite

minute and without reserve. Sir Charles is much gratified. His memory

refreshed by interjected inquiries, Paul tells so much that there is

little need of promised statement. However, Sir Charles does not waive

further information.

In good spirits, Paul leaves to confer with Pierre Lanier.

The wily father is much pleased at his son's matrimonial prospects, but

says: "Paul, I do not like his insistence on details, but perhaps you

ought to humor him. So far as information cannot be evaded, the truth

should be told, for possibly this stubborn fellow may take time and

trouble to verify your statements."

The list is prepared with care. Within three days the completed

statement is presented to Sir Charles, who promises to look it over.

Agnes and Paul are often together. They exchange mutual confidences,

each expressing the fond hope that her uncle will be satisfied.

Incidentally Paul speaks of his past experiences, giving wrong names,

places, dates, and associations. He is encouraged to do this by the

artless curiosity and interest of this fond girl, whose past at times

seems entirely merged in that of her lover.

Frequently Agnes speaks of Paul's reminiscent confidences when her uncle

is present. Some trifling changes are made by Paul, but she is too fond

to be sensitive. Her memory is defective. Even Paul's guarded mention of

boyish excesses is interesting. Both uncle and niece approve of the

youthful sower's occupation. There are seasons for distributing untamed

oats.

Pierre Lanier accepts frequent invitations to call upon these

aristocratic friends. He and Sir Charles are growing still more

confidential.

The matrimonial decision is further postponed, but in such frank, honest

manner, that waiting is not difficult.

In strict confidence, Sir Charles tells of many dubious successes. He

knows the elder Lanier will not betray a friend's trust. Without prying

into secrets of his guest, Sir Charles touches on outskirts of many

crafty exploits, suggestive of more complex villainies. Pierre Lanier is

greatly interested, but the narrative always lacks coherence at the most

thrilling point.

By his questionable tactics Sir Charles had amassed great wealth, which

covered all moral turpitude with silken mantle.

Gradually the habitual secrecy of Pierre Lanier loses its restraining

discretion. These cronies become inseparable. Under influence of

insidious drinks, they vie in recitals of villainous craft. Sir Charles

enjoins strict secrecy.

"Never let Paul and Agnes know what their father and uncle have done for

them!"

Sir Charles seems to revel in such reminiscences. He has his friend

repeat parts of narratives at different times, and never tires of these

villainous recitals.

Sir Charles promises to decide concerning Paul's proposal within three

months. This is most exasperating, but there is no help. He will take a

trip to Calcutta, and postpone decision until his return.

It is evident to both Laniers that Sir Charles intends to test their

statements of property interests at that point. The elder Lanier has

business there, and will be pleased to accompany Sir Charles. Paul

prefers to remain in Bombay, and is delighted that Agnes has no thought

of going on this trip. Sir Charles is glad to visit Calcutta with his

dear friend Pierre Lanier. They sail together.

Paul's calls upon Agnes are frequent. These seem indifferent to Bombay

society, finding ample diversion in each other's presence. There is

about Agnes such bewitching air of refinement, coupled with suggestive,

romantic interest, that Paul yields completely to the charm. Her conduct

varies, and there are capricious feminine moods. Paul sees in these,

hints of possible estrangement, and suits his manners to every change.

Agnes discreetly limits Paul's calls to proper times. The intervals

between these visits he endures under protest. Paul becomes still more

hopelessly infatuated, and is ready to applaud any suggestion of this

charming girl. Loyal to her unspoken whims, he would not hesitate at any

act she might seem to approve. Agnes' caprices multiply with Paul's

increasing acquiescence. There are many blanks in her narratives, and

Paul feels these must be properly filled.

Agnes seems bored at commonplace talk, never appearing really happy

except when listening to Paul's telling of questionable exploits wherein

he was the central figure. Hints at successful craft, vindictive temper,

swift retribution, and bootless pursuit are sure of thrilling

appreciation. But those bewitching smiles subsiding, Paul is obliged to

regain favor by more explicit recitals, seconded by her pertinent

questioning.

By slow processes the story is told. Names, dates, and places have been

misstated, but such inadvertences are not misleading.

Circumstances correct particular errata.

Some time after the departure of Sir Charles and Pierre Lanier for

Calcutta, Agnes informs Paul that her uncle has sailed for Bombay. She

had received word to that effect, and his letter was of most cheerful

tone.

Paul expects a favorable decision, and with pleasant emotions awaits the

arrival of Sir Charles. Agnes requests that Paul defer again calling

before Thursday. This will be two days, but she wishes to avoid scandal.

Comments have been made by cheap tattlers about his frequent visits.

"Perhaps in a little while there will be no need for such care."

Paul is pleased at the modest suggestion. He looks forward to marriage

with this aristocratic heiress, and the future is most luminous. Even

haunting memories of Alice Webster and Oswald Langdon fail to dampen

Paul's expectant joy. These recede, their menacing voices stilled by

hope's siren lullaby.

Upon Thursday evening Paul calls upon Agnes, according to appointment.

The servant ushers him into the private room of Sir Charles. This seems

strange, but Paul thinks it some caprice of Agnes. There is but one

chair in the room, and this faces the door through which Paul expects

Agnes to enter. The lights are dim and throw fitful shadows. Though

feeling a superstitious sense, Paul's strong nerves brace against all

"uncanny" sentiments. He attempts to turn on more light, but finds this

is impossible. He shifts uneasily, finally picking up a paper lying on a

small table within reach. Date and title startle him. How came this copy

of _London Press_ of such date in possession of Sir Charles or Agnes?

Paul's hand shakes as he glances over the paper's contents. He beholds,

under heavily marked red lines, the account of the Thames tragedy.

Just then the door opens from an adjoining room. Draped in seaweed, the

form of Alice Webster appears, blood oozing from her bruised temple,

long damp tresses clinging to her neck and face. With uplifted hand, the

apparition slowly advances toward the cowering Paul, as if to strike.

Paralyzed with terror, the guilty wretch falls upon the floor, begging

for mercy. Slowly the ghost, without change of mien, passes backward

through the open door, disappearing in rayless darkness.

[Illustration: "WITH UPLIFTED HAND THE APPARITION SLOWLY ADVANCED TOWARD

THE COWERING PAUL, AS IF TO STRIKE."]

Paul recovers, and rising resumes his seat. Straining his bewildered

gaze, he sees that the door is shut. He is alone. Everything is as

before. It must have been an hallucination, but how dreadfully real the

appearance of drowned Alice Webster! Where is Agnes? Soon he hears a

voice in the next room.

With solemn inflection it repeats from Hood's "Eugene Aram" these

fearful lines:

"'Nothing but lifeless flesh and bone,

That could not do me ill;

And yet I feared him all the more

For lying there so still:

There was a manhood in his look

That murder could not kill.

* * * * *

"'So wills the fierce avenging sprite

Till blood for blood atones.

Ay, tho' he's buried in a cave,

And trodden down with stones,

And years have rotted off his flesh,

The world shall see his bones.'"

There is a minute's pause.

"Wonder what detains Mr. Lanier!"

Tremblingly Paul opens the door between the rooms, and there are many

surprised remarks, followed by explanations.

Agnes says: "I heard the bell, and supposed you entered the

sitting-room. I continued my toilet, and was delayed by missing articles

of apparel. The new servant, in her zeal, disarranged everything.

Without directions from me about your expected appearance, the servant

ushered you by mistake into my uncle's private room."

The bewitching manner and artless talk of Agnes soon quiet Paul's

excited nerves. No hint is given of his strange apparition. The evening

passes pleasantly, though at times Paul feels a creepy sense of dread.

He is loth to leave. From mute signs he concludes it is better to go.

Paul hurries away about midnight.

Within half an hour the rooms occupied by Sir Charles and Agnes are

vacated. Two figures in male attire enter a closed conveyance, and are

driven rapidly in an opposite direction from that taken by Paul Lanier.

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