THE POLICEMAN IN PLAIN CLOTHES.
JULIAN looked round the room, and stopped at the door which he had just opened.
His eyes rested first on Mercy, next on Grace.
The disturbed faces of both the women told him but too plainly that the disaster which he had dreaded had actually happened.They had met without any third person to interfere between them.To what extremities the hostile interview might have led it was impossible for him to guess.In his aunt's presence he could only wait his opportunity of speaking to Mercy, and be ready to interpose if anything was ignorantly done which might give just cause of offense to Grace.
Lady Janet's course of action on entering the dining-room was in perfect harmony with Lady Janet's character.
Instantly discovering the intruder, she looked sharply at Mercy."What did I tell you?" she asked."Are you frightened? No! not in the least frightened! Wonderful!" She turned to the servant."Wait in the library; I may want you again." She looked at Julian."Leave it all to me; I can manage it." She made a sign to Horace."Stay where you are, and hold your tongue." Having now said all that was necessary to every one else, she advanced to the part of the room in which Grace was standing, with lowering brows and firmly shut lips, defiant of everybody.
"I have no desire to offend you, or to act harshly toward you," her ladyship began, very quietly."I only suggest that your visits to my house cannot possibly lead to any satisfactory result.I hope you will not oblige me to say any harder words than these--I hope you will understand that I wish you to withdraw."The order of dismissal could hardly have been issued with more humane consideration for the supposed mental infirmity of the person to whom it was addressed.Grace instantly resisted it in the plainest possible terms.
"In justice to my father's memory and in justice to myself," she answered, "I insist on a hearing.I refuse to withdraw." She deliberately took a chair and seated herself in the presence of the mistress of the house.
Lady Janet waited a moment--steadily controlling her temper.In the interval of silence Julian seized the opportunity of remonstrating with Grace.
"Is this what you promised me?" he asked, gently."You gave me your word that you would not return to Mablethorpe House."Before he could say more Lady Janet had got her temper under command.She began her answer to Grace by pointing with a peremptory forefinger to the library door.
"If you have not made up your mind to take my advice by the time I have walked back to that door," she said, "I will put it out of your power to set me at defiance.I am used to be obeyed, and I will be obeyed.You force me to use hard words.I warn you before it is too late.Go!"She returned slowly toward the library.Julian attempted to interfere with another word of remonstrance.His aunt stopped him by a gesture which said, plainly, "I insist on acting for myself." He looked next at Mercy.Would she remain passive? Yes.She never lifted her head; she never moved from the place in which she was standing apart from the rest.Horace himself tried to attract her attention, and tried in vain.
Arrived at the library door, Lady Janet looked over her shoulder at the little immovable black figure in the chair.
"Will you go?" she asked, for the last time.
Grace started up angrily from her seat, and fixed her viperish eyes on Mercy.
"I won't be turned out of your ladyship's house in the presence of that impostor," she said."I may yield to force, but I will yield to nothing else.I insist on my right to the place that she has stolen from me.It's no use scolding me," she added, turning doggedly to Julian."As long as that woman is here under my name I can't and won't keep away from the house.I warn her, in your presence, that I have written to my friends in Canada! I dare her before you all to deny that she is the outcast and adventuress, Mercy Merrick!"The challenge forced Mercy to take part in the proceedings in her own defense.She had pledged herself to meet and defy Grace Roseberry on her own ground.She attempted to speak--Horace stopped her.
"You degrade yourself if you answer her," he said."Take my arm, and let us leave the room.""Yes! Take her out!" cried Grace."She may well be ashamed to face an honest woman.It's her place to leave the room--not mine!"Mercy drew her hand out of Horace's arm."I decline to leave the room," she said, quietly.
Horace still tried to persuade her to withdraw."I can't bear to hear you insulted," he rejoined."The woman offends me, though I know she is not responsible for what she says.""Nobody's endurance will be tried much longer," said Lady Janet.She glanced at Julian, and taking from her pocket the card which he had given to her, opened the library door.
"Go to the police station," she said to the servant in an undertone, "and give that card to the inspector on duty.Tell him there is not a moment to lose.""Stop!" said Julian, before his aunt could close the door again.