the red cross girl-第32部分

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suddenly　appear　from　among　the　dust…coats；　uttered　a　sharp
shriek。

With　what　he　considered　great　presence　of　mind；　Fred　swung　upon
the　visitor

〃Did　you　fix　it？〃　he　demanded。

The　visitor　did　not　heed　him。　In　amazement　in　abject　admiration；
his　eyes　were　fastened　upon　the　beautiful　and　radiant　vision
presented　by　Winnie　Keep。　But　he　also　still　preserved　sufficient
presence　of　mind　to　nod　his　head　dully。

〃Come；〃　commanded　Fred。　〃The　car　is　waiting。〃

Still　the　stranger　did　not　move。　As　though　he　had　never　before
seen　a　woman；　as　though　her　dazzling　loveliness　held　him　in　a
trance；　he　stood　still；　gazing；　gaping；　devouring　Winnie　with　his
eyes。　In　her　turn；　Winnie　beheld　a　strange　youth　who　looked　like
a　groom　out　of　livery；　so　overcome　by　her　mere　presence　as　to　be
struck　motionless　and　inarticulate。　For　protection　she　moved　in
some　alarm　toward　her　husband。

The　stranger　gave　a　sudden　jerk　of　his　body　that　might　have　been
intended　for　a　bow。　Before　Keep　could　interrupt　him；　like　a
parrot　reciting　its　lesson；　he　exclaimed　explosively：

〃My　name's　Van　Warden。　I'm　Harry　Van　Warden。〃

He　seemed　as　little　convinced　of　the　truth　of　his　statement　as
though　he　had　announced　that　he　was　the　Czar　of　Russia。　It　was　as
though　a　stage…manager　had　drilled　him　in　the　lines。

But　upon　Winnie；　as　her　husband　saw　to　his　dismay；　the　words
produced　an　instant　and　appalling　effect。　She　fairly　radiated
excitement　and　delight。　How　her　husband　had　succeeded　in
capturing　the　social　prize　of　Scarboro　she　could　not　imagine；
but；　for　doing　so；　she　flashed　toward　him　a　glance　of　deep　and
grateful　devotion。

Then　she　beamed　upon　the　stranger。　〃Won't　Mr。　Van　Warden　stay　to
dinner？〃　she　asked。

Her　husband　emitted　a　howl。　〃He　will　NOT！〃　he　cried。　〃He's　not
that　kind　of　a　Van　Warden。　He's　a　plumber。　He's　the　man　that
fixes　the　telephone！〃

He　seized　the　visitor　by　the　sleeve　of　the　long　motor…coat　and
dragged　him　down　the　steps。　Reluctantly；　almost　resistingly；　the
visitor　stumbled　after　him；　casting　backward　amazed　glances　at
the　beautiful　lady。　Fred　thrust　him　into　the　seat　beside　the
chauffeur。　Pointing　at　the　golf…cap　and　automobile　goggles　which
the　stranger　was　stupidly　twisting　in　his　hands；　Fred　whispered
fiercely：

〃Put　those　on！　Cover　your　face！　Don't　speak！　The　man　knows　what
to　do。〃

With　eager　eyes　and　parted　lips　James　the　chauffeur　was　waiting
for　the　signal。　Fred　nodded　sharply；　and　the　chauffeur　stooped　to
throw　in　the　clutch。　But　the　car　did　not　start。　From　the　hedge
beside　the　driveway；　directly　in　front　of　the　wheels；　something
on　all　fours　threw　itself　upon　the　gravel；　something　in　a　suit　of
purple…gray；　something　torn　and　bleeding；　smeared　with　sweat　and
dirt；　something　that　cringed　and　crawled；　that　tried　to　rise　and
sank　back　upon　its　knees；　lifting　to　the　glare　of　the　head…lights
the　white　face　and　white　hair　of　a　very　old；　old　man。　The
kneeling　figure　sobbed；　the　sobs　rising　from　far　down　in　the　pit
of　the　stomach；　wrenching　the　body　like　waves　of　nausea。　The　man
stretched　his　arms　toward　them。　From　long　disuse　his　voice
cracked　and　broke。

〃I'm　done！〃　he　sobbed。　〃I　can't　go　no　farther！　I　give　myself　up！〃

Above　the　awful　silence　that　held　the　four　young　people；　the
prison　siren　shrieked　in　one　long；　mocking　howl　of　triumph。

It　was　the　stranger　who　was　the　first　to　act。　Pushing　past　Fred；
and　slipping　from　his　own　shoulders　the　long　motor…coat；　he
flung　it　over　the　suit　of　purple…gray。　The　goggles　he　clapped
upon　the　old　man's　frightened　eyes；　the　golf…cap　he　pulled　down
over　the　white　hair。　With　one　arm　he　lifted　the　convict；　and　with
the　other　dragged　and　pushed　him　into　the　seat　beside　the
chauffeur。　Into　the　hands　of　the　chauffeur　he　thrust　the　roll　of
bills。

〃Get　him　away！〃　he　ordered。　〃It's　only　twelve　miles　to　the
Connecticut　line。　As　soon　as　you're　across；　buy　him　clothes　and　a
ticket　to　Boston。　Go　through　White　Plains　to　Greenwichand　then
you're　safe！〃

As　though　suddenly　remembering　the　presence　of　the　owner　of　the
car；　he　swung　upon　Fred。　〃Am　I　right？〃　he　demanded。

〃Of　course！〃　roared　Fred。　He　flung　his　arm　at　the　chauffeur　as
though　throwing　him　into　space。

〃Get…to…hell…out…of…here！〃　he　shouted。

The　chauffeur；　by　profession　a　criminal；　but　by　birth　a　human
being；　chuckled　savagely　and　this　time　threw　in　the　clutch。　With
a　grinding　of　gravel　the　racing…car　leaped　into　the　night；　its
ruby　rear　lamp　winking　in　farewell；　its　tiny　siren　answering　the
great　siren　of　the　prison　in　jeering　notes　of　joy　and　victory。

Fred　had　supposed　that　at　the　last　moment　the　younger　convict
proposed　to　leap　to　the　running…board；　but　instead　the　stranger
remained　motionless。

Fred　shouted　impotently　after　the　flying　car。　In　dismay　he　seized
the　stranger　by　the　arm。

〃But　you？〃　he　demanded。　〃How　are　you　going　to　get　away？〃

The　stranger　turned　appealingly　to　where　upon　the　upper　step
stood　Winnie　Keep。

〃I　don't　want　to　get　away；〃　he　said。　〃I　was　hoping；　maybe；　you'd
let　me　stay　to　dinner。〃

A　terrible　and　icy　chill　crept　down　the　spine　of　Fred　Keep。　He
moved　so　that　the　light　from　the　hall　fell　full　upon　the　face　of
the　stranger。

〃Will　you　kindly　tell　me；〃　Fred　demanded；　〃who　the　devil　you
are？〃

The　stranger　exclaimed　peevishly。　〃I've　BEEN　telling　you　all
evening；〃　he　protested。　〃I'm　Harry　Van　Warden！〃

Gridley；　the　ancient　butler；　appeared　in　the　open　door。

〃Dinner　is　served；　madam；〃　he　said。

The　stranger　gave　an　exclamation　of　pleasure。　〃Hello；　Gridley！〃
he　cried。　〃Will　you　please　tell　Mr。　Keep　who　I　am？　Tell　him；　if
he'll　ask　me　to　dinner；　I　won't　steal　the　spoons。〃

Upon　the　face　of　Gridley　appeared　a　smile　it　never　had　been　the
privilege　of　Fred　Keep　to　behold。　The　butler　beamed　upon　the
stranger　fondly；　proudly；　by　the　right　of　long　acquaintanceship；
with　the　affection　of　an　old　friend。　Still　beaming；　he　bowed　to
Keep。

〃If　Mr。　HarryMr。　Van　Warden；〃　he　said；　〃is　to　stay　to　dinner；
might　I　suggest；　sir；　he　is　very　partial　to　the　Paul　Vibert；
'84。〃

Fred　Keep　gazed　stupidly　from　his　butler　to　the　stranger　and　then
at　his　wife。　She　was　again　radiantly　beautiful　and　smilingly
happy。

Gridley　coughed　tentatively。　〃Shall　I　open　a　bottle；　sir？〃　he
asked。

Hopelessly　Fred　tossed　his　arms　heavenward。

〃Open　a　case！〃　he　roared。

At　ten　o'clock；　when　they　were　still　at　table　and　reaching　a
state　of　such　mutual　appreciation　that　soon　they　would　be　calling
each　other　by　their　first　names；　Gridley　brought　in　a　written
message　he　had　taken　from　the　telephone。　It　was　a　long…distance
call　from　Yonkers；　sent　by　James；　the　faithful　chauffeur。

Fred　read　it　aloud。

〃I　got　that　party　the　articles　he　needed；〃　it　read；　〃and　saw　him
safe　on　a　train　to　Boston。　On　the　way　back　I　got　arrested　for
speeding　the　car　on　the　way　down。　Please　send　money。　I　am　in　a
cell　in　Yonkers。〃



Chapter　8。　THE　BOY　WHO　CRIED　WOLF

Before　he　finally　arrested　him；　〃Jimmie〃　Sniffen　had　seen　the　man
with　the　golf…cap；　and　the　blue　eyes　that　laughed　at　you；　three
times。　Twice；　unexpectedly；　he　had　come　upon　him　in　a　wood　road
and　once　on　Round　Hill　where　the　stranger　was　pretending　to　watch
the　sunset。　Jimmie　knew　people　do　not　climb　hills　merely　to　look
at　sunsets；　so　he　was　not　deceived。　He　guessed　the　man　was　a
German　spy　seeking　gun　sites；　and　secretly　vowed　to　〃stalk〃　him。
From　that　moment；　had　the　stranger　known　it；　he　was　as　good　as
dead。　For　a　boy　scout　with　badges　on　his　sleeve　for　〃stalking〃
and　〃path…finding；〃　not　to　boast　of　others　for　〃gardening〃　and
〃cooking；〃　can　outwit　any　spy。　Even　had；　General　Baden…Powell
remained　in　Mafeking　and　not　invented　the　boy　scout；　Jimmie
Sniffen　would　have　been　one。　Because；　by　birth　he　was　a　boy；　and
by　inheritance；　a　scout。　In　Westchester　County　the　Sniffens　are
one　of　the　county　families。　If　it　isn't　a　Sarles；　it's　a　Sniffen；
and　with　Brundages；　Platts；　and　Jays；　the　Sniffens　date　back　to
when　the　acres　of　the　first　Charles　Ferris　ran　from　the　Boston
post　road　to　the　coach　road　to　Albany；　and　when　the　first
Gouverneur　Morris　stood　on　one　of　his　hills　and　saw　the　Indian
canoes　in　the　Hudson　and　in　the　Sound　and　rejoiced　that　all　the
land　between　belonged　to　him。

If　you　do　not　believe　in　heredity；　the　fact　that　Jimmie's
great…great…grandfather　was　a　scout　for　General　Washington　and
hunted　deer；　and　even　bear；　over　exactly　the　same　hills　where
Jimmie　hunted　weasles　will　count　for　nothing。　It　will　not　explain
why　to　Jimmie；　from　Tarrytown　to　Port　Chester；　the　hills；　the
roads；　the　woods；　and　the　cow…paths；　caves；　streams；　and　springs
hidden　in　the　woods　were　as　familiar　as　his　own　kitchen　garden；

Nor　explain　why；　when　you　could　not　see　a　Pease　and　Elliman　〃For
Sale〃　sign　nailed　to　a　tree；　Jimmie　could　see　in　the　highest
branches　a　last　year's　bird's　nest。

Or　why；　when　he　was　out　alone　playing　Indians　and　had　sunk　his
scout's　axe　into　a　fallen　log　and　then　scalped　the　log；　he　felt
that　once　before　in　those　same　woods　he　had　trailed　that　same
Indian；　and　with　his　own　tomahawk　split　open　his　skull。　Sometimes
when　he　knelt　to　drink　at　a　secret　spring　in　the　forest；　the
autumn　leaves　would　crackle　and　he　would　raise　his　eyes　fearing
to　see　a　panther　facing　him。

But　there　ain't　no　panthers　in　Westchester；〃　Jimmie　would
reassure　himself。　And　in　the　distance　the　roar　of　an　automobile
climbing　a　hill　with　the　muffler　open　would　seem　to　suggest　he
was　right。　But　still　Jimmie　remembered　once　before　he　had　knelt
at　that　same　spring；　and　that　when　he　raised　his　eyes　he　had
faced　a　crouching　panther。　〃Mebbe　dad　told　me　it　happened　to
grandpop；〃　Jimmie　would　explain；　〃or　I　dreamed　it；　or；　mebbe；　I
read　it　in　a　story　book。〃

The　〃German　spy〃　mania　attacked　Round　Hill　after　the　visit　to　the
boy　scouts　of　Clavering　Gould；　the　war　correspondent。　He　was
spending　the　week　end　with　〃Squire〃　Harry　Van　Vorst；　and　as　young
Van　Vorst；　besides　being　a　justice　of　the　peace　and　a　Master　of
Beagles　and　President　of　the　Country　Club；　was　also　a　local
〃councilman〃　for　the　Round　Hill　Scouts；　he　brought　his　guest　to　a
camp…fire　meeting　to　talk　to　them。　In　deference　to　his　audience；
Gould　told　them　of　the　boy　scouts　he　had　seen　in　Belgium　and　of
th