The Voice in the Fog - Page 88/93

Kitty found herself retreating from a fury which far outmatched her

own; and as he gained in force, hers dwindled correspondingly.

Thomas continued. "He was well-read, traveled; he interested me. When

the title came, he was first to congratulate me. Gave me my first real

dinner. Naturally I was grateful for this attention. Well, the upshot

of it was, we gambled; and I lost. There was wine. I suggested in the

spirit of madness that I play the use of my title for six months

against the money I had lost. He agreed. And here I am."

His fury evaporated. He sank back into his chair and rested his head

in his hands.

"I ain't a detective," murmured Haggerty, breaking in on the silence

which ensued. "I'm only fit t' chase dagos selling bananas without

licenses. But I'm aching t' see this other chap. I kinda see through

his game. He's going t' interest me a hull lot."

Crawford consulted his watch again. Nine. "Haggerty, suppose you and

I knock the billiard balls around for half an hour?"

"Huh?"

"Half an hour."

"I got t' see that chap, Mr. Crawford."

"It's a matter of four or five thousand. Do you want to risk it?"

"Come on, Haggerty!" cried Forbes, with good understanding. He caught

the detective by the arm and pulled him toward the door. But Haggerty

hung back sturdily.

"Is this straight, Mr. Crawford?"

"Half an hour; otherwise not a penny."

"All well an' good; but I'll hold you responsible if anything goes

wrong. I'm not seeing things clear."

"You will presently."

"Four thousand for half an hour?"

"To a penny."

"You're on!"

The three of them marched off to the billiard-room. Killigrew touched

Kitty's arm and motioned her to follow. She was rather glad to go.

She was on the verge of most undignified tears. When she had gone in

search of Mrs. Crawford, Killigrew walked over to Thomas and laid a

hand on the young man's shoulder.

"Thomas, will you go to Brazil the first week in September?"

"God knows, I'll be glad to," said Thomas, lifting his head. His young

face was colorless and haggard. "But you are putting your trust in a

double-dyed ass."

"I'll take a chance at that. Now, Thomas, as no doubt you're aware, we

are all Irish in this family. Hot-tempered, quick to take affront, but

also quick to forgive or admit a wrong. You leave Kitty alone till

to-morrow."