CHAPTER XXXI.THE UNSEEN LOVER.Shortly after Frank and Inza departed Fred Fillmore left the house. Elsie watched him run down the white steps and hurry away along the street.“He means to make trouble for Frank, Bart,” she said, turning to Hodge. “He’s a desperate fellow.”“What’s the matter with him?” asked Bart. “Is he crazy?”“He’s quite lost his head over Inza.”“I thought that was about the size of it.”“That was the cause of all the trouble in the first place. He fell to hovering round Inza, and paying her attention. She never encouraged him in the least, for she is no flirt. Of course she treated him well, for we are in his sister’s home. When Frank appeared he was jealous. That’s what led on to that affair at the road house.”“Well, he’d better not fool with Frank Merriwell, for he’ll regret it if he does. Frank will not harm him unless forced into it. What has he been doing lately?”“Just watching constantly to get a look at Inza. He’s quite lost his senses over her. And he drinks, too, Bart. He seems to be full almost all the time. He actually proposed to Inza the night he returned here, forcing her to listen to him.”“Oh, he did, eh?”“Yes.”“She wrote Frank nothing of it.”“No, for she knew it would do no good, and she did not wish to make trouble. She has been thinking he might get over his unreasoning infatuation, but I think he grows worse and worse every day.”“Inza will soon be Mrs. Merriwell, and that will settle Mr. Fillmore.”He led Elsie back to her seat amid the pillows, taking care to see that she was perfectly comfortable.“There, little girl!” he laughed, his eyes shining as he looked at her; “there you are. I’ve been a scoundrel! What you need is the right kind of a doctor, and I’m the doctor! You never let me know you were more than a trifle indisposed. Why should you be ill? It’s all nonsense! Sweetheart, we’ll have the color back to your cheeks in short order. Oh, yes we will!”She smiled on him.“You’re so encouraging, Bart, dear!” she breathed. “Truly you make me feel better.”“I hope to make you feel so well that you’ll agree to carry out the plan we have spoken of so many times. Are you willing to see Frank and Inza reach the consummation of their happiness and leave us behind?”“I have to be willing,” she said. “We must wait, Bart, dear.”“I’ve waited so long, Elsie—so long!” he exclaimed, in a low tone that was deep with feeling. “And now the time has come. Elsie, my own, why do you put it off?”“Because I feel that it is right.”He had her hand imprisoned in his. She was leaning against one of his strong arms and looking up intohis dark eyes, where she saw a world of tenderness and devotion.“Don’t you love me the same as you did?” he asked anxiously.“What a foolish question, you big, silly boy! I love you more than ever before. You don’t understand—you don’t know how much I love you!”He thrilled as he heard her speak these words with lips that knew not insincerity or deceit. He had trusted her fully, completely, and he was certain she trusted him in the same degree. Between them there was no shadow of doubt, for “love cannot dwell with suspicion.”“Elsie,” he urged, all palpitant with the intensity of his yearning for her, “be mine—my own little wife—and I’ll guard you and tenderly care for you until you are well and strong again. My strength shall be yours. I’ll bear you over all the rough places in life’s pathway. I’ll shield you from every chill breath of the world. You shall be, as you have been, the star of my ambition. With you near me, I’ll be encouraged and spurred on to do great things in the world. The knowledge that you trust me fully will forever guard me from my weaker self and keep me strong and true.”Young though he was, he instinctively knew that the greatest evil that can befall a man is to be doubted or distrusted by one he deeply loves. The knowledge that a beloved one is absolute in her faith and trust in him has kept many a man true and faithful and exalted, even above his natural self; while doubt, suspicion, and distrust has ruined thousands who werenaturally upright and honorable. A man with a conscience that makes him worthy to be called a man is repelled at the thought of betraying one who has proved that she loves and trusts him fully.Bart Hodge had once been wayward and willful—even weak at times; but the friendship and trust of Frank and Elsie had fortified him against temptation and made him strong and manly in every way. He was worthy of Elsie’s love, even though she was a girl among ten thousand.“Bart, dear,” said Elsie gently, “I have thought it all over, and I know it would be a mistake for me to attempt to pass through the strain and excitement at this time. I beg you not to urge me. As you love me, do not insist. I hope the time will come very soon when I shall feel ready to take your name. When that time comes I’ll be the happiest and proudest girl the sun ever shone on.”A sigh of disappointment and resignation came from his fluttering heart.“Man proposes and woman disposes, to alter an old saying,” he smiled regretfully. “I’ve waited, and I can wait longer. It seems that I’ll have to.”He kissed her as he spoke these words.“You dear, good boy!”“You’ll find me ready when you are, sweetheart,” he declared. “I shall not go to Mexico with Frank.”“Oh, I wouldn’t prevent that for anything!” she cried. “If you have planned——”“My plans must be altered, that is all. I’m going to be near you until you are yourself again, little girl.”“And then——”“And then I’ll positively decline to be put off any longer, Miss Perversity.”“I hope you do not think I am perverse.”“I think you are the most bewitchingly perverse little body in all creation; but your very perverseness charms and fascinates me. Girl, you were bewitching in health and strength; but by my life, you’re a hundred times more so now! Why, I just long to do something to shield and protect you. It makes me feel a hundred times stronger than usual to see you pale and weak. You had the face of a flower, but now you have the face of an angel!”“Oh, Bart, you’re too extravagant in your flattery!”“It’s no flattery, Elsie, dear.”But of a sudden she saw a cloud stealing over his face as he gazed upon her.“What is it?” she asked, quick to feel every changing mood of his.“Oh, nothing—nothing,” he answered; but after a moment he embraced her and held her as if fearful that she would slip away from him.It was in truth this fear which had found lodgment in his heart. For the first time he had been seized by a feeling of apprehension lest he might lose her ere she could become wholly his. What was this strange weakness that had come upon her and clung to her in spite of everything? Always she had seemed a bit ethereal, as if not wholly of this world; and now a singular, terrifying fancy took hold of Bart. It seemed to him that some envious lover of the spirit world had laid claim to her and was seeking to win her fromhim. His active fancy pictured this unseen lover slowly but surely drawing her to him.As this fancy ran through his mind Bart was silent, but of a sudden he hoarsely cried:“He shall not have you!”Elsie was startled.“Bart!” she exclaimed.“He shall not have you!” repeated Bart. “You are mine! I’ll not let him take you from me!”“Are you losing your reason?” she asked.“No, no, Elsie! You are mine! Look, sweetheart, I seem to see a demon, a spirit, or something that is striving to wrest you from me. That is why you are weak and you do not grow stronger. Elsie, you love me! Fight against this unseen power that is seeking to part us—fight it with all your remaining strength! Will that you shall grow strong. If you do not, dearest girl, I’m afraid the monster may conquer! Fight, Elsie—fight for your life and for my love!”Never had she seen Bart in such a mood. He clung to her as if fearing he would lose her at once if he relaxed his hold.“Bart—dear Bart, it is a silly fear. Shake it off.”“Promise me you will fight against him!” urged Hodge huskily.“I promise.”“Then make up your mind to get well and strong as soon as you can. It’s the only way. Throw off this weakness. You must, dear Elsie—you must!”She repeated her promise, but still he could not get over the feeling of apprehension and dread that had assailed him.CHAPTER XXXII.THE PRICE OF A LEG.Fred Fillmore boarded a car and sprang off at the Auditorium. He went directly to the box office, where he made certain inquiries that led him to take another car, which he left and walked briskly to the Rennart Hotel.“Please send my card up to Mr. Hashi,” he said to the clerk.Ten minutes later he was received in one of the rooms of the hotel by a suave, smiling little Jap, who did not look particularly formidable, yet who had the movements of a panther coupled with that animal’s grace.“What can I do for you, most honorable sir?” inquired the Jap.“You are Mr. Hashi, the great Japanese master of jujutsu, I believe?”“I have that humble honor, most respected sir.”“You can break a man’s bones as if they were pipe-stems?”“It is true, that which you speak. If such should be my wish, noble sir, I could swiftly obtain its accomplishment.”“You are giving exhibitions here in Baltimore, and thus far you have by your art defeated all who have ventured to face you on the stage.”“It is with accuracy that you have made this statement. Such has been my exceeding good fortune.”“Do you want to make some money?”“It is for that purpose, highly intelligent sir, that I am traveling in your most interesting country.”“I’ll give you five hundred dollars to break a man’s arm!” cried Fillmore.Hashi smiled blandly.“Such an accomplishment may not be obtained unless the opportunity occurs. Even then it may not be secured without much trouble making of extreme seriousness, wise and respected sir.”“But it might be done in a contest? You might do it if you were matched against another man.”“It might then by accident be made to appear.”“That’s it—that’s the idea!”“But five hundred dollars—the amount is small in its exceedingness, discreet sir.”“Five hundred dollars—it’s a good price. I will undertake to arrange it for you to meet this man I wish injured. If you break his arm, I’ll give you five hundred.”“Is this to be accomplished on the platform in the view of the audience?”“Oh, no; I won’t want you to do it in the theatre. I intend to arrange a private meeting.”“In what place is this to be, distinguished sir?”“In a club.”“When do you bring it about?”“To-night.”“It is extremely soon.”“No time is to be lost. Will you do it?”“Five hundred dollars—the amount does not to me appear a sufficient sum. Your generosity should increaseit when you apprehend the trouble which may after it occur. If I should be placed in the arrest and prevented from my engagement at the theatre fulfilling it would to me be a misfortune.”“There is no danger of anything of the sort. Can you break a man’s leg?”This seemed to be an afterthought on the part of Fillmore.“It is in no degree a difficult accomplishment to obtain, distinguished sir.”“Then that’s what I want—that’s what I want!” cried Fillmore. “A man can’t walk into church to be married with a broken leg.”“The remuneration should be exceedingly larger, accomplished sir. For an arm five hundred is extremely insufficient. For a leg one thousand would be the smallest amount I could humbly accept.”Fillmore thought a moment. He did not have a thousand dollars. In his pocket there was something more than six hundred, and five hundred of this he had obtained by skillfully raising a check given him by his mother.“I’ll go you!” he suddenly cried. “A thousand dollars if you break the man’s leg.”“I should humbly expect the money in advance, generous sir.”“And then give me the throwdown! What if you failed to make good? What if you could not do the trick?”“Hashi has the modest honor of never making of his promises a failure. If I give you my word andyou give me the required opportunity, you may rest in dependence on it that I shall accomplish the matter.”“That sounds first-rate, but you don’t know the man I am going to pit you against. He has a reputation.”Hashi smiled confidently.“It makes not a difference who he may be.”“You’ll find him a hard nut to crack.”“Do you mind mentioning his honorable name?”“His name is Frank Merriwell.”The Jap continued to smile.“Somewhere in your interesting country I have heard of him. Is it not that he is a what you call athlete?”“That’s the fellow. He claims to be the champion amateur athlete of this country. He is conceited and overbearing. He knows a little something of everything. He thinks he knows all there is to know about jujutsu.”Hashi’s smile had a pitying flavor:“It is a thing of remarkability that those who the least know about the art are ones that think nothing more there is left for them to attain.”“That’s him!”“Against him you must have a great enmity, honorable sir.”“I hate him! It would give me joy if you were to break his neck!”“A thing that might be done with great ease of accomplishment.”“Will you? What’s your price?”Still smiling, Hashi shook his head.“Respected sir, it is not money enough you can make advancement to bring me to that.”“I’ll give you anything you ask! I’ll raise the money somehow!”Still the Jap shook his head.“A broken limb will make amendment, but a broken neck remains fatally so.”“That’s what would suit me! Then he would be out of my way forever.”“And should it become known of our talk here, the money could unto me no good bring, for a severe punishment of death would come unto us both. No, respected sir, no, no. A broken limb—yes; a broken neck—no!”“Then it is settled, you are to break his leg to-night. What time are you through with your exhibition at the theatre?”“I come at the advancement of the program, and it is before nine that I am quite ended.”“That’s all right. Leave the theatre as soon as possible. I’ll be waiting for you with a carriage, and we’ll drive directly to the University Club, where we shall find Merriwell.”“How, respected sir, will it then be arranged?”“I’ll find a way. Leave it to me. I know a number of college fellows who will be there. I’ll tip them off to be on hand. It should be easy to bring about a meeting between you and Merriwell. He tried jujutsu on me. If necessary, I’ll insult him and say you can show him up.”“It will be better, I would humbly suggest, to draw him into the contest without his suspicions arousing bythe process of the insult. Let it seem that it shall be a friendly affair from the commencement. That is what it should not be difficult.”“That’s right if you’ll do your part.”“You may depend on it that I am reliable if you pay me the advancement.”“I’ll give you a hundred down and the rest as soon as you do the job.”Hashi smiled as he shook his head.“It will not be a matter for considering unless I am in reception of five times that before starting.”The Jap had gauged Fillmore, and he was determined to get every dollar possible out of the fellow.In vain the young rascal argued; Hashi continued to smile and remained firm. Finally Fillmore was compelled to yield or give over his dastardly plan.“All right,” he said; “but there will be trouble if you fail me.”“Let me humbly urge, respected sir, that you have no need to use the threat. Be waiting at the stage door. If the opportunity is found for me, I shall earn from you the money that has been justly agreed upon.”Fillmore left the Rennart in high spirits.“A broken leg will block this marriage for a time,” he muttered. “It will give me an opportunity to make further plans and carry them out. Ah! Mr. Merriwell, you don’t know the kind of an enemy you have in me! I’m fighting for haughty, black-eyed Inza, and I’ll fight to the finish!”
CHAPTER XXXI.THE UNSEEN LOVER.Shortly after Frank and Inza departed Fred Fillmore left the house. Elsie watched him run down the white steps and hurry away along the street.“He means to make trouble for Frank, Bart,” she said, turning to Hodge. “He’s a desperate fellow.”“What’s the matter with him?” asked Bart. “Is he crazy?”“He’s quite lost his head over Inza.”“I thought that was about the size of it.”“That was the cause of all the trouble in the first place. He fell to hovering round Inza, and paying her attention. She never encouraged him in the least, for she is no flirt. Of course she treated him well, for we are in his sister’s home. When Frank appeared he was jealous. That’s what led on to that affair at the road house.”“Well, he’d better not fool with Frank Merriwell, for he’ll regret it if he does. Frank will not harm him unless forced into it. What has he been doing lately?”“Just watching constantly to get a look at Inza. He’s quite lost his senses over her. And he drinks, too, Bart. He seems to be full almost all the time. He actually proposed to Inza the night he returned here, forcing her to listen to him.”“Oh, he did, eh?”“Yes.”“She wrote Frank nothing of it.”“No, for she knew it would do no good, and she did not wish to make trouble. She has been thinking he might get over his unreasoning infatuation, but I think he grows worse and worse every day.”“Inza will soon be Mrs. Merriwell, and that will settle Mr. Fillmore.”He led Elsie back to her seat amid the pillows, taking care to see that she was perfectly comfortable.“There, little girl!” he laughed, his eyes shining as he looked at her; “there you are. I’ve been a scoundrel! What you need is the right kind of a doctor, and I’m the doctor! You never let me know you were more than a trifle indisposed. Why should you be ill? It’s all nonsense! Sweetheart, we’ll have the color back to your cheeks in short order. Oh, yes we will!”She smiled on him.“You’re so encouraging, Bart, dear!” she breathed. “Truly you make me feel better.”“I hope to make you feel so well that you’ll agree to carry out the plan we have spoken of so many times. Are you willing to see Frank and Inza reach the consummation of their happiness and leave us behind?”“I have to be willing,” she said. “We must wait, Bart, dear.”“I’ve waited so long, Elsie—so long!” he exclaimed, in a low tone that was deep with feeling. “And now the time has come. Elsie, my own, why do you put it off?”“Because I feel that it is right.”He had her hand imprisoned in his. She was leaning against one of his strong arms and looking up intohis dark eyes, where she saw a world of tenderness and devotion.“Don’t you love me the same as you did?” he asked anxiously.“What a foolish question, you big, silly boy! I love you more than ever before. You don’t understand—you don’t know how much I love you!”He thrilled as he heard her speak these words with lips that knew not insincerity or deceit. He had trusted her fully, completely, and he was certain she trusted him in the same degree. Between them there was no shadow of doubt, for “love cannot dwell with suspicion.”“Elsie,” he urged, all palpitant with the intensity of his yearning for her, “be mine—my own little wife—and I’ll guard you and tenderly care for you until you are well and strong again. My strength shall be yours. I’ll bear you over all the rough places in life’s pathway. I’ll shield you from every chill breath of the world. You shall be, as you have been, the star of my ambition. With you near me, I’ll be encouraged and spurred on to do great things in the world. The knowledge that you trust me fully will forever guard me from my weaker self and keep me strong and true.”Young though he was, he instinctively knew that the greatest evil that can befall a man is to be doubted or distrusted by one he deeply loves. The knowledge that a beloved one is absolute in her faith and trust in him has kept many a man true and faithful and exalted, even above his natural self; while doubt, suspicion, and distrust has ruined thousands who werenaturally upright and honorable. A man with a conscience that makes him worthy to be called a man is repelled at the thought of betraying one who has proved that she loves and trusts him fully.Bart Hodge had once been wayward and willful—even weak at times; but the friendship and trust of Frank and Elsie had fortified him against temptation and made him strong and manly in every way. He was worthy of Elsie’s love, even though she was a girl among ten thousand.“Bart, dear,” said Elsie gently, “I have thought it all over, and I know it would be a mistake for me to attempt to pass through the strain and excitement at this time. I beg you not to urge me. As you love me, do not insist. I hope the time will come very soon when I shall feel ready to take your name. When that time comes I’ll be the happiest and proudest girl the sun ever shone on.”A sigh of disappointment and resignation came from his fluttering heart.“Man proposes and woman disposes, to alter an old saying,” he smiled regretfully. “I’ve waited, and I can wait longer. It seems that I’ll have to.”He kissed her as he spoke these words.“You dear, good boy!”“You’ll find me ready when you are, sweetheart,” he declared. “I shall not go to Mexico with Frank.”“Oh, I wouldn’t prevent that for anything!” she cried. “If you have planned——”“My plans must be altered, that is all. I’m going to be near you until you are yourself again, little girl.”“And then——”“And then I’ll positively decline to be put off any longer, Miss Perversity.”“I hope you do not think I am perverse.”“I think you are the most bewitchingly perverse little body in all creation; but your very perverseness charms and fascinates me. Girl, you were bewitching in health and strength; but by my life, you’re a hundred times more so now! Why, I just long to do something to shield and protect you. It makes me feel a hundred times stronger than usual to see you pale and weak. You had the face of a flower, but now you have the face of an angel!”“Oh, Bart, you’re too extravagant in your flattery!”“It’s no flattery, Elsie, dear.”But of a sudden she saw a cloud stealing over his face as he gazed upon her.“What is it?” she asked, quick to feel every changing mood of his.“Oh, nothing—nothing,” he answered; but after a moment he embraced her and held her as if fearful that she would slip away from him.It was in truth this fear which had found lodgment in his heart. For the first time he had been seized by a feeling of apprehension lest he might lose her ere she could become wholly his. What was this strange weakness that had come upon her and clung to her in spite of everything? Always she had seemed a bit ethereal, as if not wholly of this world; and now a singular, terrifying fancy took hold of Bart. It seemed to him that some envious lover of the spirit world had laid claim to her and was seeking to win her fromhim. His active fancy pictured this unseen lover slowly but surely drawing her to him.As this fancy ran through his mind Bart was silent, but of a sudden he hoarsely cried:“He shall not have you!”Elsie was startled.“Bart!” she exclaimed.“He shall not have you!” repeated Bart. “You are mine! I’ll not let him take you from me!”“Are you losing your reason?” she asked.“No, no, Elsie! You are mine! Look, sweetheart, I seem to see a demon, a spirit, or something that is striving to wrest you from me. That is why you are weak and you do not grow stronger. Elsie, you love me! Fight against this unseen power that is seeking to part us—fight it with all your remaining strength! Will that you shall grow strong. If you do not, dearest girl, I’m afraid the monster may conquer! Fight, Elsie—fight for your life and for my love!”Never had she seen Bart in such a mood. He clung to her as if fearing he would lose her at once if he relaxed his hold.“Bart—dear Bart, it is a silly fear. Shake it off.”“Promise me you will fight against him!” urged Hodge huskily.“I promise.”“Then make up your mind to get well and strong as soon as you can. It’s the only way. Throw off this weakness. You must, dear Elsie—you must!”She repeated her promise, but still he could not get over the feeling of apprehension and dread that had assailed him.
Shortly after Frank and Inza departed Fred Fillmore left the house. Elsie watched him run down the white steps and hurry away along the street.
“He means to make trouble for Frank, Bart,” she said, turning to Hodge. “He’s a desperate fellow.”
“What’s the matter with him?” asked Bart. “Is he crazy?”
“He’s quite lost his head over Inza.”
“I thought that was about the size of it.”
“That was the cause of all the trouble in the first place. He fell to hovering round Inza, and paying her attention. She never encouraged him in the least, for she is no flirt. Of course she treated him well, for we are in his sister’s home. When Frank appeared he was jealous. That’s what led on to that affair at the road house.”
“Well, he’d better not fool with Frank Merriwell, for he’ll regret it if he does. Frank will not harm him unless forced into it. What has he been doing lately?”
“Just watching constantly to get a look at Inza. He’s quite lost his senses over her. And he drinks, too, Bart. He seems to be full almost all the time. He actually proposed to Inza the night he returned here, forcing her to listen to him.”
“Oh, he did, eh?”
“Yes.”
“She wrote Frank nothing of it.”
“No, for she knew it would do no good, and she did not wish to make trouble. She has been thinking he might get over his unreasoning infatuation, but I think he grows worse and worse every day.”
“Inza will soon be Mrs. Merriwell, and that will settle Mr. Fillmore.”
He led Elsie back to her seat amid the pillows, taking care to see that she was perfectly comfortable.
“There, little girl!” he laughed, his eyes shining as he looked at her; “there you are. I’ve been a scoundrel! What you need is the right kind of a doctor, and I’m the doctor! You never let me know you were more than a trifle indisposed. Why should you be ill? It’s all nonsense! Sweetheart, we’ll have the color back to your cheeks in short order. Oh, yes we will!”
She smiled on him.
“You’re so encouraging, Bart, dear!” she breathed. “Truly you make me feel better.”
“I hope to make you feel so well that you’ll agree to carry out the plan we have spoken of so many times. Are you willing to see Frank and Inza reach the consummation of their happiness and leave us behind?”
“I have to be willing,” she said. “We must wait, Bart, dear.”
“I’ve waited so long, Elsie—so long!” he exclaimed, in a low tone that was deep with feeling. “And now the time has come. Elsie, my own, why do you put it off?”
“Because I feel that it is right.”
He had her hand imprisoned in his. She was leaning against one of his strong arms and looking up intohis dark eyes, where she saw a world of tenderness and devotion.
“Don’t you love me the same as you did?” he asked anxiously.
“What a foolish question, you big, silly boy! I love you more than ever before. You don’t understand—you don’t know how much I love you!”
He thrilled as he heard her speak these words with lips that knew not insincerity or deceit. He had trusted her fully, completely, and he was certain she trusted him in the same degree. Between them there was no shadow of doubt, for “love cannot dwell with suspicion.”
“Elsie,” he urged, all palpitant with the intensity of his yearning for her, “be mine—my own little wife—and I’ll guard you and tenderly care for you until you are well and strong again. My strength shall be yours. I’ll bear you over all the rough places in life’s pathway. I’ll shield you from every chill breath of the world. You shall be, as you have been, the star of my ambition. With you near me, I’ll be encouraged and spurred on to do great things in the world. The knowledge that you trust me fully will forever guard me from my weaker self and keep me strong and true.”
Young though he was, he instinctively knew that the greatest evil that can befall a man is to be doubted or distrusted by one he deeply loves. The knowledge that a beloved one is absolute in her faith and trust in him has kept many a man true and faithful and exalted, even above his natural self; while doubt, suspicion, and distrust has ruined thousands who werenaturally upright and honorable. A man with a conscience that makes him worthy to be called a man is repelled at the thought of betraying one who has proved that she loves and trusts him fully.
Bart Hodge had once been wayward and willful—even weak at times; but the friendship and trust of Frank and Elsie had fortified him against temptation and made him strong and manly in every way. He was worthy of Elsie’s love, even though she was a girl among ten thousand.
“Bart, dear,” said Elsie gently, “I have thought it all over, and I know it would be a mistake for me to attempt to pass through the strain and excitement at this time. I beg you not to urge me. As you love me, do not insist. I hope the time will come very soon when I shall feel ready to take your name. When that time comes I’ll be the happiest and proudest girl the sun ever shone on.”
A sigh of disappointment and resignation came from his fluttering heart.
“Man proposes and woman disposes, to alter an old saying,” he smiled regretfully. “I’ve waited, and I can wait longer. It seems that I’ll have to.”
He kissed her as he spoke these words.
“You dear, good boy!”
“You’ll find me ready when you are, sweetheart,” he declared. “I shall not go to Mexico with Frank.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t prevent that for anything!” she cried. “If you have planned——”
“My plans must be altered, that is all. I’m going to be near you until you are yourself again, little girl.”
“And then——”
“And then I’ll positively decline to be put off any longer, Miss Perversity.”
“I hope you do not think I am perverse.”
“I think you are the most bewitchingly perverse little body in all creation; but your very perverseness charms and fascinates me. Girl, you were bewitching in health and strength; but by my life, you’re a hundred times more so now! Why, I just long to do something to shield and protect you. It makes me feel a hundred times stronger than usual to see you pale and weak. You had the face of a flower, but now you have the face of an angel!”
“Oh, Bart, you’re too extravagant in your flattery!”
“It’s no flattery, Elsie, dear.”
But of a sudden she saw a cloud stealing over his face as he gazed upon her.
“What is it?” she asked, quick to feel every changing mood of his.
“Oh, nothing—nothing,” he answered; but after a moment he embraced her and held her as if fearful that she would slip away from him.
It was in truth this fear which had found lodgment in his heart. For the first time he had been seized by a feeling of apprehension lest he might lose her ere she could become wholly his. What was this strange weakness that had come upon her and clung to her in spite of everything? Always she had seemed a bit ethereal, as if not wholly of this world; and now a singular, terrifying fancy took hold of Bart. It seemed to him that some envious lover of the spirit world had laid claim to her and was seeking to win her fromhim. His active fancy pictured this unseen lover slowly but surely drawing her to him.
As this fancy ran through his mind Bart was silent, but of a sudden he hoarsely cried:
“He shall not have you!”
Elsie was startled.
“Bart!” she exclaimed.
“He shall not have you!” repeated Bart. “You are mine! I’ll not let him take you from me!”
“Are you losing your reason?” she asked.
“No, no, Elsie! You are mine! Look, sweetheart, I seem to see a demon, a spirit, or something that is striving to wrest you from me. That is why you are weak and you do not grow stronger. Elsie, you love me! Fight against this unseen power that is seeking to part us—fight it with all your remaining strength! Will that you shall grow strong. If you do not, dearest girl, I’m afraid the monster may conquer! Fight, Elsie—fight for your life and for my love!”
Never had she seen Bart in such a mood. He clung to her as if fearing he would lose her at once if he relaxed his hold.
“Bart—dear Bart, it is a silly fear. Shake it off.”
“Promise me you will fight against him!” urged Hodge huskily.
“I promise.”
“Then make up your mind to get well and strong as soon as you can. It’s the only way. Throw off this weakness. You must, dear Elsie—you must!”
She repeated her promise, but still he could not get over the feeling of apprehension and dread that had assailed him.
CHAPTER XXXII.THE PRICE OF A LEG.Fred Fillmore boarded a car and sprang off at the Auditorium. He went directly to the box office, where he made certain inquiries that led him to take another car, which he left and walked briskly to the Rennart Hotel.“Please send my card up to Mr. Hashi,” he said to the clerk.Ten minutes later he was received in one of the rooms of the hotel by a suave, smiling little Jap, who did not look particularly formidable, yet who had the movements of a panther coupled with that animal’s grace.“What can I do for you, most honorable sir?” inquired the Jap.“You are Mr. Hashi, the great Japanese master of jujutsu, I believe?”“I have that humble honor, most respected sir.”“You can break a man’s bones as if they were pipe-stems?”“It is true, that which you speak. If such should be my wish, noble sir, I could swiftly obtain its accomplishment.”“You are giving exhibitions here in Baltimore, and thus far you have by your art defeated all who have ventured to face you on the stage.”“It is with accuracy that you have made this statement. Such has been my exceeding good fortune.”“Do you want to make some money?”“It is for that purpose, highly intelligent sir, that I am traveling in your most interesting country.”“I’ll give you five hundred dollars to break a man’s arm!” cried Fillmore.Hashi smiled blandly.“Such an accomplishment may not be obtained unless the opportunity occurs. Even then it may not be secured without much trouble making of extreme seriousness, wise and respected sir.”“But it might be done in a contest? You might do it if you were matched against another man.”“It might then by accident be made to appear.”“That’s it—that’s the idea!”“But five hundred dollars—the amount is small in its exceedingness, discreet sir.”“Five hundred dollars—it’s a good price. I will undertake to arrange it for you to meet this man I wish injured. If you break his arm, I’ll give you five hundred.”“Is this to be accomplished on the platform in the view of the audience?”“Oh, no; I won’t want you to do it in the theatre. I intend to arrange a private meeting.”“In what place is this to be, distinguished sir?”“In a club.”“When do you bring it about?”“To-night.”“It is extremely soon.”“No time is to be lost. Will you do it?”“Five hundred dollars—the amount does not to me appear a sufficient sum. Your generosity should increaseit when you apprehend the trouble which may after it occur. If I should be placed in the arrest and prevented from my engagement at the theatre fulfilling it would to me be a misfortune.”“There is no danger of anything of the sort. Can you break a man’s leg?”This seemed to be an afterthought on the part of Fillmore.“It is in no degree a difficult accomplishment to obtain, distinguished sir.”“Then that’s what I want—that’s what I want!” cried Fillmore. “A man can’t walk into church to be married with a broken leg.”“The remuneration should be exceedingly larger, accomplished sir. For an arm five hundred is extremely insufficient. For a leg one thousand would be the smallest amount I could humbly accept.”Fillmore thought a moment. He did not have a thousand dollars. In his pocket there was something more than six hundred, and five hundred of this he had obtained by skillfully raising a check given him by his mother.“I’ll go you!” he suddenly cried. “A thousand dollars if you break the man’s leg.”“I should humbly expect the money in advance, generous sir.”“And then give me the throwdown! What if you failed to make good? What if you could not do the trick?”“Hashi has the modest honor of never making of his promises a failure. If I give you my word andyou give me the required opportunity, you may rest in dependence on it that I shall accomplish the matter.”“That sounds first-rate, but you don’t know the man I am going to pit you against. He has a reputation.”Hashi smiled confidently.“It makes not a difference who he may be.”“You’ll find him a hard nut to crack.”“Do you mind mentioning his honorable name?”“His name is Frank Merriwell.”The Jap continued to smile.“Somewhere in your interesting country I have heard of him. Is it not that he is a what you call athlete?”“That’s the fellow. He claims to be the champion amateur athlete of this country. He is conceited and overbearing. He knows a little something of everything. He thinks he knows all there is to know about jujutsu.”Hashi’s smile had a pitying flavor:“It is a thing of remarkability that those who the least know about the art are ones that think nothing more there is left for them to attain.”“That’s him!”“Against him you must have a great enmity, honorable sir.”“I hate him! It would give me joy if you were to break his neck!”“A thing that might be done with great ease of accomplishment.”“Will you? What’s your price?”Still smiling, Hashi shook his head.“Respected sir, it is not money enough you can make advancement to bring me to that.”“I’ll give you anything you ask! I’ll raise the money somehow!”Still the Jap shook his head.“A broken limb will make amendment, but a broken neck remains fatally so.”“That’s what would suit me! Then he would be out of my way forever.”“And should it become known of our talk here, the money could unto me no good bring, for a severe punishment of death would come unto us both. No, respected sir, no, no. A broken limb—yes; a broken neck—no!”“Then it is settled, you are to break his leg to-night. What time are you through with your exhibition at the theatre?”“I come at the advancement of the program, and it is before nine that I am quite ended.”“That’s all right. Leave the theatre as soon as possible. I’ll be waiting for you with a carriage, and we’ll drive directly to the University Club, where we shall find Merriwell.”“How, respected sir, will it then be arranged?”“I’ll find a way. Leave it to me. I know a number of college fellows who will be there. I’ll tip them off to be on hand. It should be easy to bring about a meeting between you and Merriwell. He tried jujutsu on me. If necessary, I’ll insult him and say you can show him up.”“It will be better, I would humbly suggest, to draw him into the contest without his suspicions arousing bythe process of the insult. Let it seem that it shall be a friendly affair from the commencement. That is what it should not be difficult.”“That’s right if you’ll do your part.”“You may depend on it that I am reliable if you pay me the advancement.”“I’ll give you a hundred down and the rest as soon as you do the job.”Hashi smiled as he shook his head.“It will not be a matter for considering unless I am in reception of five times that before starting.”The Jap had gauged Fillmore, and he was determined to get every dollar possible out of the fellow.In vain the young rascal argued; Hashi continued to smile and remained firm. Finally Fillmore was compelled to yield or give over his dastardly plan.“All right,” he said; “but there will be trouble if you fail me.”“Let me humbly urge, respected sir, that you have no need to use the threat. Be waiting at the stage door. If the opportunity is found for me, I shall earn from you the money that has been justly agreed upon.”Fillmore left the Rennart in high spirits.“A broken leg will block this marriage for a time,” he muttered. “It will give me an opportunity to make further plans and carry them out. Ah! Mr. Merriwell, you don’t know the kind of an enemy you have in me! I’m fighting for haughty, black-eyed Inza, and I’ll fight to the finish!”
Fred Fillmore boarded a car and sprang off at the Auditorium. He went directly to the box office, where he made certain inquiries that led him to take another car, which he left and walked briskly to the Rennart Hotel.
“Please send my card up to Mr. Hashi,” he said to the clerk.
Ten minutes later he was received in one of the rooms of the hotel by a suave, smiling little Jap, who did not look particularly formidable, yet who had the movements of a panther coupled with that animal’s grace.
“What can I do for you, most honorable sir?” inquired the Jap.
“You are Mr. Hashi, the great Japanese master of jujutsu, I believe?”
“I have that humble honor, most respected sir.”
“You can break a man’s bones as if they were pipe-stems?”
“It is true, that which you speak. If such should be my wish, noble sir, I could swiftly obtain its accomplishment.”
“You are giving exhibitions here in Baltimore, and thus far you have by your art defeated all who have ventured to face you on the stage.”
“It is with accuracy that you have made this statement. Such has been my exceeding good fortune.”
“Do you want to make some money?”
“It is for that purpose, highly intelligent sir, that I am traveling in your most interesting country.”
“I’ll give you five hundred dollars to break a man’s arm!” cried Fillmore.
Hashi smiled blandly.
“Such an accomplishment may not be obtained unless the opportunity occurs. Even then it may not be secured without much trouble making of extreme seriousness, wise and respected sir.”
“But it might be done in a contest? You might do it if you were matched against another man.”
“It might then by accident be made to appear.”
“That’s it—that’s the idea!”
“But five hundred dollars—the amount is small in its exceedingness, discreet sir.”
“Five hundred dollars—it’s a good price. I will undertake to arrange it for you to meet this man I wish injured. If you break his arm, I’ll give you five hundred.”
“Is this to be accomplished on the platform in the view of the audience?”
“Oh, no; I won’t want you to do it in the theatre. I intend to arrange a private meeting.”
“In what place is this to be, distinguished sir?”
“In a club.”
“When do you bring it about?”
“To-night.”
“It is extremely soon.”
“No time is to be lost. Will you do it?”
“Five hundred dollars—the amount does not to me appear a sufficient sum. Your generosity should increaseit when you apprehend the trouble which may after it occur. If I should be placed in the arrest and prevented from my engagement at the theatre fulfilling it would to me be a misfortune.”
“There is no danger of anything of the sort. Can you break a man’s leg?”
This seemed to be an afterthought on the part of Fillmore.
“It is in no degree a difficult accomplishment to obtain, distinguished sir.”
“Then that’s what I want—that’s what I want!” cried Fillmore. “A man can’t walk into church to be married with a broken leg.”
“The remuneration should be exceedingly larger, accomplished sir. For an arm five hundred is extremely insufficient. For a leg one thousand would be the smallest amount I could humbly accept.”
Fillmore thought a moment. He did not have a thousand dollars. In his pocket there was something more than six hundred, and five hundred of this he had obtained by skillfully raising a check given him by his mother.
“I’ll go you!” he suddenly cried. “A thousand dollars if you break the man’s leg.”
“I should humbly expect the money in advance, generous sir.”
“And then give me the throwdown! What if you failed to make good? What if you could not do the trick?”
“Hashi has the modest honor of never making of his promises a failure. If I give you my word andyou give me the required opportunity, you may rest in dependence on it that I shall accomplish the matter.”
“That sounds first-rate, but you don’t know the man I am going to pit you against. He has a reputation.”
Hashi smiled confidently.
“It makes not a difference who he may be.”
“You’ll find him a hard nut to crack.”
“Do you mind mentioning his honorable name?”
“His name is Frank Merriwell.”
The Jap continued to smile.
“Somewhere in your interesting country I have heard of him. Is it not that he is a what you call athlete?”
“That’s the fellow. He claims to be the champion amateur athlete of this country. He is conceited and overbearing. He knows a little something of everything. He thinks he knows all there is to know about jujutsu.”
Hashi’s smile had a pitying flavor:
“It is a thing of remarkability that those who the least know about the art are ones that think nothing more there is left for them to attain.”
“That’s him!”
“Against him you must have a great enmity, honorable sir.”
“I hate him! It would give me joy if you were to break his neck!”
“A thing that might be done with great ease of accomplishment.”
“Will you? What’s your price?”
Still smiling, Hashi shook his head.
“Respected sir, it is not money enough you can make advancement to bring me to that.”
“I’ll give you anything you ask! I’ll raise the money somehow!”
Still the Jap shook his head.
“A broken limb will make amendment, but a broken neck remains fatally so.”
“That’s what would suit me! Then he would be out of my way forever.”
“And should it become known of our talk here, the money could unto me no good bring, for a severe punishment of death would come unto us both. No, respected sir, no, no. A broken limb—yes; a broken neck—no!”
“Then it is settled, you are to break his leg to-night. What time are you through with your exhibition at the theatre?”
“I come at the advancement of the program, and it is before nine that I am quite ended.”
“That’s all right. Leave the theatre as soon as possible. I’ll be waiting for you with a carriage, and we’ll drive directly to the University Club, where we shall find Merriwell.”
“How, respected sir, will it then be arranged?”
“I’ll find a way. Leave it to me. I know a number of college fellows who will be there. I’ll tip them off to be on hand. It should be easy to bring about a meeting between you and Merriwell. He tried jujutsu on me. If necessary, I’ll insult him and say you can show him up.”
“It will be better, I would humbly suggest, to draw him into the contest without his suspicions arousing bythe process of the insult. Let it seem that it shall be a friendly affair from the commencement. That is what it should not be difficult.”
“That’s right if you’ll do your part.”
“You may depend on it that I am reliable if you pay me the advancement.”
“I’ll give you a hundred down and the rest as soon as you do the job.”
Hashi smiled as he shook his head.
“It will not be a matter for considering unless I am in reception of five times that before starting.”
The Jap had gauged Fillmore, and he was determined to get every dollar possible out of the fellow.
In vain the young rascal argued; Hashi continued to smile and remained firm. Finally Fillmore was compelled to yield or give over his dastardly plan.
“All right,” he said; “but there will be trouble if you fail me.”
“Let me humbly urge, respected sir, that you have no need to use the threat. Be waiting at the stage door. If the opportunity is found for me, I shall earn from you the money that has been justly agreed upon.”
Fillmore left the Rennart in high spirits.
“A broken leg will block this marriage for a time,” he muttered. “It will give me an opportunity to make further plans and carry them out. Ah! Mr. Merriwell, you don’t know the kind of an enemy you have in me! I’m fighting for haughty, black-eyed Inza, and I’ll fight to the finish!”