THE DAY OF RECKONING
Stanley sat in his room. Before him lay an open letter; below in the hall, John and the Colonel sat waiting his call. The faithful Legation messenger being well informed that once Darcy was closeted with his master, he was to receive the precious letter of evidence from Kent-Lauriston, and return with all speed to London.
But first the Secretary wished to read and re-read his Chief's instructions. It was a clear, concise document, occupying only two sheets of note-paper. Not a word wasted, yet all necessary information given, it ran as follows:—
"Your satisfactory message received and telegraphed to the Executive in cipher, without delay. I may inform you that it is not the intention of the government to prosecute, if the case presented is sufficiently strong to warrant submission from the recalcitrant members of the cabinet. I leave it to your discretion to arrest Darcy. Do not do so if you can obtain his confession without it. We do not wish to proceed against the agents, but against the principals. We will do so, however, if you advise. The points we must prove are as follows:—
"1st. Evidence of the names of members of the cabinet who are to receive bribes.
"2d. Evidence of the amounts to be received.
"3d. Evidence relating to the Company offering the bribes.
"Send proofs by John, at once, and report to me as soon as possible.
"As ever,
"X——"
On a separate sheet of paper was the following:—
"Private and Confidential.
"I have, in the foregoing, written you a letter which you might show, if necessary, to any of the principals in this affair, should such a course seem advisable. If you obtain possession of the money, in round numbers, £40,000, use it as your discretion suggests. We do not care to handle it officially. You may find it useful in obtaining evidence.
"I have also to inform you that your most satisfactory conduct in this affair will certainly gain you immediate promotion, though it seems desirable that you should return home first, and almost at once, in the capacity of witness, if you are needed.
"Entre nous, I have received a cable from Señor De Costa, requesting me to send his daughter, Madame Darcy, home, as soon as suitable escort can be provided. I have replied, nominating you for the post, an office which, I imagine, you will not find irksome. Make this known to Madame Darcy, if she is still in Sussex, and use your discretion in this matter as in all other things. Do not act hastily in anything. You have a great responsibility for one so young, but I am confident you will discharge it to my satisfaction.
"Cordially,
"X——"
Stanley sat idly for a few minutes, fingering the papers before him. He might seem to be wasting valuable time; as a matter of fact he was very hard at work.
Finally he arose, and, with an air of quick decision, as of one who had made up his mind, he stepped to the opposite wall, and touched the bell. A moment later there came a heavy step on the stairs, a knock, and without waiting for an answer, Colonel Darcy entered the room, threw himself into the most comfortable chair, and scrutinised keenly the little bundle of papers, which the Secretary was in the act of putting into an inside pocket.
Stanley noticed the glance, and replied to the unspoken question, by saying abruptly:—
"It may facilitate matters between us, if I tell you that the evidence is no longer in my possession. It has been sent to the Legation."
"I should prefer this to be a purely business interview," continued the young diplomat, "and to that end I will state my case and my conditions, after which you can make any answers or comments you think best."
Another nod from his companion was the only answer he received, so he accordingly proceeded.
"The Executive of my government received, some time ago, information of a plot to defeat a treaty, now pending with Great Britain. The subject of this treaty was an island and sand-bar, lying at the mouth of the —— river, on which the —— Company have erected large mills for the manufacture of a staple product of my country. As long as we held the island, they secured by government contracts a practical monopoly of the article in question; by the cession of it to Great Britain their business would be much impaired. Do I state the case clearly?"
"I've never heard it put better," replied the Colonel, with a calmness that was admirable.
"Very well—we'll now proceed to the next point. The firm considered that my government's grants were worth to them, the round sum of two hundred thousand dollars, or forty thousand pounds."
"In gold, sovereigns," acquiesced Darcy.
"Yes, I've one of them in my possession."
The Colonel nodded as usual. He evidently felt it idle to waste words in the face of such incontrovertible evidence.
"This amount was to be divided among a majority of the committee, who would pass on the treaty, thus insuring its defeat. The names of the members who would receive bribes, and the amount to be given to each, being arranged beforehand—by you."
Darcy's face was immovable.
"I said by you."
"I heard you."
"You've nothing to say?"
"The accused," said the Colonel, "is never required to convict himself."
"You're quite within your rights; we'll let it pass. I make the statement; you neither affirm or deny it."
"Go on," said Darcy.
"You then come to Sussex to receive the funds from Mr. Riddle, the most important shareholder."
"You're mistaken. Miss Fitzgerald received the money from Mr. Riddle," remarked the Colonel.
"You say nothing of your part in the transaction," commented the Secretary, sternly.
"I thought you wanted the truth of the matter."
"I do—go on."
"When the Company found, thanks to your conversation with, and infatuation for, Miss Fitzgerald, that you had in all probability been set to spy upon us, it was deemed better that I should play a subordinate part," continued Darcy. "Accordingly she was selected to do all the dirty work in this country—collect the money and forward it to London."
"What part did Kingsland play?"
"None whatever, except that of carrier. I sounded him some weeks ago, and found him too loose-tongued for our purposes. It was Belle's scheme to let him take the treasure to town, and he actually believed the cock-and-bull story she told him about the stereopticon slides."
"As soon as you recovered your lost letter of instructions, you intended to go to London, draw out the forty thousand pounds, embark for my country, and distribute the bribes," resumed Stanley, "but, unfortunately for you, your plans are upset entirely. I have in my possession not only your letter of instructions, but also the name of the bank in which the money now lies, and where it can be detained at my orders."
At this point the Colonel's reserve entirely broke down.
"You hold all the trumps, damn you!" he cried. "Give me your terms and conditions."
"It's not the intention of my government to prosecute the corrupt members of the cabinet for a variety of reasons, which, even with your views on the subject of honour, you'll undoubtedly approve."
Darcy flushed, but said nothing.
"In the first place," continued the Secretary, "the Executive has no desire to wash the government's dirty linen in public, and the story is not so creditable that it should be spread abroad. All that is needed is to insure the passage of the treaty; and it is thought, and thought rightly, that a warning to the opposition, if the true facts are known, and can be proved if necessary, would be quite sufficient to remove their obstruction. Of course, the more overwhelming the proof, the more potent the warning; and, while it's not necessary, understand that, I should prefer your signed confession to round out my case."
"What do you offer in return?"
"Immunity from prosecution."
"Is that all?"
"All! Colonel Darcy, I'd have you to know that it's left entirely to my discretion how to proceed against you. I have it in my power to order your arrest, with a certain term of imprisonment at hard labour."
"Would my evidence be used publicly?"
"I think I can assure against that in any case."
"What assurance have I that your government will play me fair if I turn state's evidence?"
Stanley thought a moment, and then handed him the Minister's open letter.
The Colonel perused it, nodded quietly, and said:—
"It will do. I accept the terms. Damn it, I can't do otherwise! Give me pen, ink, and paper. What do you want me to write?"
"In substance what I've said to you."
"Very well."
"Kindly leave out all reference, by name, to Lieutenant Kingsland and Miss Fitzgerald."
"Ha! I suppose you still think she's an angel."
"I know she is a woman, Colonel Darcy."
For some time there was no sound in the room but the scratching of pen to paper. At length, however, the Colonel raised his head from his work, and, pushing it towards the Secretary, said laconically:—
"Will it do?"
"Quite," replied Stanley, after perusing it. "Will you sign it, please? Thanks, I'll witness."
"There," said the Colonel, rising. "That closes our interview."
"Not quite yet, Colonel. I've still an advantageous offer to make to you, in reward for some further concessions of a different character. The case for the government is closed. Our private affairs yet remain to be settled."
"By Gad! You're right there! They do!"
"There is that little trifle of the forty thousand pounds. Suppose I was to give you that amount."
"What!!!" exclaimed his hearer, petrified with astonishment. "You mean to say that you will give it to me?"
"Never, Colonel, never! I shall go to the Victoria Street Branch of the Bank of England in London, say the day after to-morrow, to warn them about the money. If you draw it out before that time, why, it's my misfortune. I'll be perfectly frank with you, Colonel Darcy. My government doesn't want the handling of this coin, its disposal is left to me. You see it's for everybody's interest to lose this large sum. When the cabinet knows that the truth has been discovered—they know it now, by the way—it was cabled in cipher—there's not one of them who would touch a penny of it. The company can't receive it without giving a receipt, which might prove damaging evidence; while neither government can take it without becoming a party to the transaction. I'm willing to give it to you, if you'll do two things in return. Two disagreeable things, I admit, to a conscientious man; but they're each worth twenty thousand pounds."
"I'd sell my soul for that!" said he with a laugh.
"My dear Colonel, are you sure you have it to sell?"
"What are the conditions?"
"First, that you consent to a divorce from Madame Darcy."
"Humph! That's a nice thing to ask a man. Moreover, it's not worth anything. In fact it's a clear loss. My wife's property, of which I have the use, is worth far more than that."
"But you don't have the use of it, Colonel."
"Well, I should have to pay alimony—then."
"I'll guarantee you against that. Moreover, she'd get her divorce in any event, and then you'd have nothing."
"You're quite right. A pretty woman, who knows how to have hysterics, can get anything in a court of law. My wife's an expert in the latter accomplishment, and she's good-looking enough to corrupt any jury that was ever empanelled. I give in, it's no use playing a losing game. Now for the second."
"The second is purely confidential."
"Go on."
"I'd like to know exactly what you and Miss Fitzgerald expected to receive for this transaction, and whether these letters," producing the ones Madame Darcy had given him, "do not relate solely to it?"
Darcy laughed.
"You're paying rather a high price for that young lady's character," he said.
"A woman's character should be above any price, Colonel Darcy. We seem to have differing standards of value, which does not, however, alter the main question of whether you will accede to my conditions."
"Certainly I will, and permit me to tell you that you're paying more than either of them is worth."
"That is for me to decide."
"Quite so. Now how do you wish me to aid in my wife's divorce?"
"A statement signed by you, to the effect that you would not contest a suit for divorce—say on the grounds of incompatibility of temper, coupled by your promise of non-interference, would be sufficient. As Madame Darcy is not a Catholic, and her father is a power in his own country, she would have no trouble, legal or religious, in using such evidence."
"Oh, is that all?" said the Colonel, manifestly relieved. "I supposed you wanted statutory grounds."
"I wish to save your wife as much pain and annoyance as possible, and it would be well if you felt the same."
"Oh!" exclaimed Darcy. "So that's the way the land lies, is it? A very interesting way for a young man who is in love with one of the women, and engaged to the other."
"You'll please attend to business, and not discuss my affairs," broke in the Secretary, sharply.
"Quite right, quite right; pardon me—there, it's only a few lines, but I think it will give my wife her freedom when she requires it," and he handed him a paper, adding:—"Now let me go."
"Two things you've forgotten," said Stanley. "Your promise not to appear against your wife in her suit for divorce——"
"That's understood!"
"Do you give it?"
"Yes. I promise not to appear against my wife in her suit for divorce, or in any way to impede its progress. Does that satisfy you? You'll find I'm a man of my word, Mr. Stanley, when I'm as well paid for it, as in the present case."
"Now what did you expect to receive from this transaction?"
"Ten per cent. on the amount distributed—say four thousand pounds."
"I see. And what did you propose to give to Miss Fitzgerald?"
"I said I'd share it with her."
"That is, you'd each have two thousand pounds."
"Exactly—but she's such a mercenary, avaricious little baggage, she struck for more; said she had the most dangerous part to perform, and by Gad! they allotted her three-fourths."
"Three thousand pounds. Quite a neat little sum."
"Rather! I was only to receive one thousand pounds."
"Now about those letters?"
Darcy looked them over hurriedly, and remarked:—
"Purely commercial."
"So I supposed. But how do you explain that sentence in your letter, in which you refer to there being a happy future for both of you?"
The Colonel thrust his hands in his pockets, and looked the Secretary squarely in the face.
"See here, Stanley," he said. "I'm not altogether a cad, and I'll be damned if I explain any more."
The Secretary flushed, and there was an awkward silence, which he broke by speaking nervously.
"That's all, I think," he continued, "except—I suppose you'll have no trouble in getting the money?"
Darcy laughed.
"Give me twenty-four hours," he said.
"Well, I must be going," remarked the Colonel regretfully, as if he was just bringing to a close a protracted, but delightful, interview. "You've paid a high price for rather indifferent goods, young man, and to show you that I'm dealing fair, I'll throw in a bit of advice. Drop our Irish friend as soon as you know how. Take my word for it, she's a thoroughly bad lot. I don't care what you're worth, she'd run through it in five years, and then——"
"Don't say it!" commanded the Secretary.
"As you like, it's the truth. The money will be in the Victoria Street Branch of the Bank of England till day after to-morrow? Yes. Thank you, Mr. Stanley. Trust you're satisfied. I am. Good day."