CHAPTER VI
Those first free days on the Mississippi River revealed to Nelia Crele a woman she had never known before. Daring, fearless, making no reckoning, she despised the past and tripped eagerly into the future. It was no business of any one what she did. She had married a man who had turned out to be a scoundrel, and when fate treated her so, she owed nothing to any one or to anything. Even the fortune which she had easily seized through the alcoholic imbecility of her semblance of a man brought no gratitude to her. The money simply insured her against poverty and her first concern was to put that money where it would be safe from raiders and sure to bring her an income. This, watchfulness and alertness of mind had informed her, was the function of money.
She dropped into Cape Girardeau, and sought a man whom she had met at her husband’s house. This was Duneau Menard, who had little interest in the Carlines, but who would be a safe counsellor for Nelia Crele. He greeted her with astonishment, and smiles, and told her what she needed to know.
“I was just thinking of you, Nelia,” he said, “Carline’s sure raising a ruction trying to find you. He ’lows you are with some man who needs slow killing. He telephoned to me, and he’s notified a hundred sheriffs, but, shucks! he’s a mean scoundrel, and I’m glad to see yo’.”
“I want to have you help me invest some money,” she said. “It’s mine, and he signed every paper, for me. Here’s one of them.”
He took the sheet and read:
I want my wife to share up with me all my fortune, and I hereby convey to her stocks, bonds, and cash, according to enclosed signed certificates, etc.
Augustus Carline.