CHAPTER XV. TUPPENCE RECEIVES A PROPOSAL
JULIUS sprang up.
“What?”
“I thought you were aware of that.”
“When did she leave?”
“Let me see. To-day is Monday, is it not? It must have been lastWednesday--why, surely--yes, it was the same evening that you--er--fellout of my tree.”
“That evening? Before, or after?”
“Let me see--oh yes, afterwards. A very urgent message arrived from Mrs.Vandemeyer. The young lady and the nurse who was in charge of her leftby the night train.”
Julius sank back again into his chair.
“Nurse Edith--left with a patient--I remember,” he muttered. “My God, tohave been so near!”
Dr. Hall looked bewildered.
“I don’t understand. Is the young lady not with her aunt, after all?”
Tuppence shook her head. She was about to speak when a warning glancefrom Sir James made her hold her tongue. The lawyer rose.
“I’m much obliged to you, Hall. We’re very grateful for all you’vetold us. I’m afraid we’re now in the position of having to track MissVandemeyer anew. What about the nurse who accompanied her; I suppose youdon’t know where she is?”
The doctor shook his head.
“We’ve not heard from her, as it happens. I understood she was to remainwith Miss Vandemeyer for a while. But what can have happened? Surely thegirl has not been kidnapped.”
“That remains to be seen,” said Sir James gravely.
The other hesitated.
“You do not think I ought to go to the police?”
“No, no. In all probability the young lady is with other relations.”
The doctor was not completely satisfied, but he saw that Sir James wasdetermined to say no more, and realized that to try and extractmore information from the famous K.C. would be mere waste of labour.Accordingly, he wished them goodbye, and they left the hotel. For a fewminutes they stood by the car talking.
“How maddening,” cried Tuppence. “To think that Julius must have beenactually under the same roof with her for a few hours.”
“I was a darned idiot,” muttered Julius gloomily.
“You couldn’t know,” Tuppence consoled him. “Could he?” She appealed toSir James.
“I should advise you not to worry,” said the latter kindly. “No usecrying over spilt milk, you know.”
“The great thing is what to do next,” added Tuppence the practical.
Sir James shrugged his shoulders.
“You might advertise for the nurse who accompanied the girl. That isthe only course I can suggest, and I must confess I do not hope for muchresult. Otherwise there is nothing to be done.”
“Nothing?” said Tuppence blankly. “And--Tommy?”
“We must hope for the best,” said Sir James. “Oh yes, we must go onhoping.”
But over her downcast head his eyes met Julius’s, and almostimperceptibly he shook his head. Julius understood. The lawyerconsidered the case hopeless. The young American’s face grew grave. SirJames took Tuppence’s hand.
“You must let me know if anything further comes to light. Letters willalways be forwarded.”
Tuppence stared at him blankly.
“You are going away?”
“I told you. Don’t you remember? To Scotland.”
“Yes, but I thought----” The girl hesitated.
Sir James shrugged his shoulders.
“My dear young lady, I can do nothing more, I fear. Our clues have allended in thin air. You can take my word for it that there is nothingmore to be done. If anything should arise, I shall be glad to advise youin any way I can.”
His words gave Tuppence an extraordinarily desolate feeling.
“I suppose you’re right,” she said. “Anyway, thank you very much fortrying to help us. Good-bye.”
Julius was bending over the car. A momentary pity came into Sir James’skeen eyes, as he gazed into the girl’s downcast face.
“Don’t be too disconsolate, Miss Tuppence,” he said in a low voice.“Remember, holiday-time isn’t always all playtime. One sometimes managesto put in some work as well.”
Something in his tone made Tuppence glance up sharply. He shook his headwith a smile.
“No, I shan’t say any more. Great mistake to say too much. Rememberthat. Never tell all you know--not even to the person you know best.Understand? Good-bye.”
He strode away. Tuppence stared after him. She was beginning tounderstand Sir James’s methods. Once before he had thrown her a hintin the same careless fashion. Was this a hint? What exactly laybehind those last brief words? Did he mean that, after all, he had notabandoned the case; that, secretly, he would be working on it stillwhile----
Her meditations were interrupted by Julius, who adjured her to “getright in.”
“You’re looking kind of thoughtful,” he remarked as they started off.“Did the old guy say anything more?”
Tuppence opened her mouth impulsively, and then shut it again. SirJames’s words sounded in her ears: “Never tell all you know--not evento the person you know best.” And like a flash there came into her mindanother memory. Julius before the safe in the flat, her own question andthe pause before his reply, “Nothing.” Was there really nothing? Orhad he found something he wished to keep to himself? If he could make areservation, so could she.
“Nothing particular,” she replied.
She felt rather than saw Julius throw a sideways glance at her.
“Say, shall we go for a spin in the park?”
“If you like.”
For a while they ran on under the trees in silence. It was a beautifulday. The keen rush through the air brought a new exhilaration toTuppence.
“Say, Miss Tuppence, do you think I’m ever going to find Jane?”
Julius spoke in a discouraged voice. The mood was so alien to him thatTuppence turned and stared at him in surprise. He nodded.
“That’s so. I’m getting down and out over the business. Sir James to-dayhadn’t got any hope at all, I could see that. I don’t like him--we don’tgee together somehow--but he’s pretty cute, and I guess he wouldn’t quitif there was any chance of success--now, would he?”
Tuppence felt rather uncomfortable, but clinging to her belief thatJulius also had withheld something from her, she remained firm.
“He suggested advertising for the nurse,” she reminded him.
“Yes, with a ‘forlorn hope’ flavour to his voice! No--I’m about fed up.I’ve half a mind to go back to the States right away.”
“Oh no!” cried Tuppence. “We’ve got to find Tommy.”
“I sure forgot Beresford,” said Julius contritely. “That’s so. We mustfind him. But after--well, I’ve been day-dreaming ever since I startedon this trip--and these dreams are rotten poor business. I’m quit ofthem. Say, Miss Tuppence, there’s something I’d like to ask you.”