UC-NBLF THE TENTH ^MAN PLAYS BY W. S. MAUGHAM Uniionu with this volume JACK STRAW PENELOPE MRS. DOT THE EXPLORER A MAN OF HONOUR LADY FREDERICK SMITH LANDED GENTRY CHICAGO: THE DRAMATIC PUBLISHING COMPANY * THS TeO^H MA^^ A TRAGIC COMSVr In 'Three Acts n yj y "Br W, S. MAUGHAM CHICAGO : THE DRAMATIC PUBLISHING COMPANY h Printed by Ballantyne & Company London, England • .•• •.••• ■ ••••••• • y/wW This play was produced on the 24th February, 1910, with the following cast : George Winter Arthur Bourchier Lord Francis Etchingham Edmund Maurice Mr. Perigal A. Holmes Gore James Ford A. E. George Robert Colby, M.P. Godfrey Teakle Frederick Bennett Michael Sherbroke Colonel Boyce Frank Atherley Kev. William Swalecliffe George Beally Edward O'Donnell Douglas Imbert Butler Dallas Cairns Lady Francis Etchingham Kate Sergeantson Catherine Winter Francis Dillon- Anne Daisy Markham rHE TENTH MAN CHA%ACTe%^ George Winter, M.P. Lord Francis ETCinNC4HAM Robert Colby, M.P. Mr. Perigal James Ford Colonel Boyce Rev. William Swalecliffl: Frederick Bennett Edward O'Donnell Butler at Lord Francis Etchingham's Waiter at the Great Northern Hotel Catherine Winter Lady Francis Etchingham Anne The Pcrforminrj Rights of this play arc fulh/ protected, and permission to perform it, wliether hy Amateurs or Professionals, must be obtained in advance from the author's Sole Agent, R. G aiding Bright, 20 Green Street, Leicester Sqveire, London, TT'.C, from ichom all 2^(irticidars can he obtained. THE TENTH MAN THE FIRST ACT Scene : A drawing-room at Lord Fraxcis Etching- ham's house in Norfolk Street, Parh Lane. An Adam room, ivith bright chintzes on the furniture, jjhotograjjhs on the chimney -^nece and the 'piano, and a great many flowers. There is an archtvay at the back, leading into another dravnng-room, and it is through this that visitors are introduced by the butler. On the left is a large bov) loindoio, and 071 the 7nght a door leading into the library. Lord and Lady Francis. Lord Francis Etchingham is a man of fifty, of the 7niddle height, rather bald, with an aTniable, iveak face. He is a good-natured 2^e7'son, anxious to do his best in all things and to all people so long as he is not bored. He wants everything to go smoothly. He has a comfortable idea of his oion capacity. Reduced ci^xumstances have drawn him into ajfcm's, a7id he regards himself as a fine man of business. Lady Francis is a handsome and well-presei'ved wo7na7i of the same age as her hus- band, with dyed red hair ; she has a massive, I A 2 THE TENTH MAN almost an imposing, jyi-esence, and she is admirably gowned. She treats her hushandwithgood-humoiLred scorn, aivare of Ids foihles, hut amused rather than annoyed hy them. When the curtain rises Francis Etchixgham is a prey to the liveliest vexation. He is vxdking nervously across the room, v)hile his wife, with a thin smile, stands quietly loatching him. With a gesture of irritation he flings himself into a chair Etchingham. Why the dickens didn't you tell me last night, Angela ? Lady Francis. [Smiling.'] I had no wish to disturb my night's rest. Etchingham. Upon my soul, I don't know what you mean. It's incomprehensible to me that you should have slept like a top. I couldn't have closed my eyes the whole night. Lady Francis. I know. And you would have taken excellent care that I shouldn't close mine either. Etchingham. I should have thought I had enough to do without being pestered with a foolish woman's matrimonial difficulties. Lady Francis. \With a laugh.] You really have a very detached way of looking at things, Frank. No one would THE TENTH MAN 3 imagine, to iiear you speak, that the foolish woman in question was your daughter. Etchingham. Really, Angela, I must beg you not to make this a subject of flippancy. Lady Francis. [Good-humour edly.] Well, what do you propose to do? Etchingham. [Flying out of his chair. ^ Do? What do you expect me to do ? You tell me that Kate came home at twelve o'clock last night without a stitch of clothing . . . Lady Francis. My dear, if I told you that I was most unwarrant- ably distorting the truth. Etchingham. [Irritably correcting himself.^ In a ball dress, with an opera cloak on — without her luggage, without even a dressing-case — and informs you that she's left her husband. . . . It's absurd. Lady Francis. Quite absurd. And so unnecessarily dramatic. Etchingham, And when's she going home ? 4 THE TENTH MAN Lady Francis. She assures me that she's not going home. Etchingham. [Almost beside hwiself.] She's not going to stay here ? Lady Francis. Those are her plans at the moment. Etchingham. And George ? Lady Francis. Well? Etchingham. You don't suppose her husband's going to put up with this nonsense ? Has he made no sign ? Lady Francis. Ten minutes after she arrived he sent a messenger boy — with a toothbrush. Etchingham. Why a toothbrush ? ♦ Lady Francis. I don't know. Presumably to brush her teeth. Etchingham. Well, that shows he doesn't look upon the matter THE TENTH MAN 5 as serious. Of course, it was a whim on Kate's part. Luckily he's coming here this morning . . . Lady Francis. [l7ite7Tiipting.] Ts he ? Etchingiiam. Yes, he promised to fetch me in his car. We're going to drive down to the City together, I'll bring nim in, and meanwhile you can talk to Kate. I dare say she's thought better of it already. It only wants a little tact, and we can settle the whole thing. George is clever enough to have given some plausible explanation to the servants. Lady Francis. Are you really under the impression things are going to pass ofi' in that way ? Etchingham. Why not ? Lady Francis. They say it's a wise man who knows his own father, but it's apparently a wiser man still who knows his own daughter. Etchingham. Angela, for goodness' sake don't try to be bright and amusing. Lady Francis. Do you know so little of Kate as to imagine she 6 THE TENTH MAN would have taken a step of this kind without having quite made up her mind ? Etching UAM. You don't mean to say you think Kate will refuse to go back to her husband ? Lady Fraxcis. I do. Etchingham. But what reasons does she give ? Why did she say she left him ? Lady Francis. She gave no reasons. She merely stated the fact and asked if I could put her up. Etchingham. AYell, she must go back to her husband. Lady Francis. \^As if it ivere the most innocent question.] Why ? Etchingham. Because a woman's place is by her husband's side. Angela. You know just as well as I do that I can't afford to quarrel with George Winter. I'm chairman of half a dozen of his companies. The position would be intolerable. I should be expected to take Kate's side if she were right or wrong. THE TENTH MAN 7 Lady Francis. I suppose you owe him money ? Etchingham. No, not exactly. Lady Francis. Ah ! \]Vith a shrewd look at him and a smile.^ And how much is it that you — don't exactly owe him ? Etchingham. We're mixed up together in any number of business undertakings, and naturally we have a sort of running account. If we settled up I dare say I should have to find something like fifteen thousand pounds. Lady Francis. Good heavens, I thought you'd been making money. Etchingham. Yes, I did, but the fact is, we've been very badly hit lately. Practically all our interests are in Central America, and we couldn't foresee that there'd be a revolution there. Lady Francis. The possibility might have crossed your mind. Etchingham. Oh, I knew you'd blame me. And I suppose you'll blame me because a confounded earthquake smashed up one of our railways. THE TENTH MAN Lady Francis. And how d'you propose to raise fifteen thousand pounds ? Etchingham. That's just it. It would be devilish awkward. And George is in a confounded tight place too. Lady Francis. You'd better talk to Kate. I'll send for her, [She touches a hell, and gives her order down a sjyeaking tube. Lady Francis. Ask Mrs. Winter to be good enough to come to the drawing room. Etchingham. You must talk to her seriously, Angela. You must tell her that her behaviour is outrageous. Lady Francis. \With a chuckle.] No, my dear. You are going to talk to her. [Catherine Winter comes in. She is a grace/id looman, loith a strong, passionate face; and her expression, rather tired hut self-contained and resolute, suggests that she has endured great trouble and is nou) making a desperate effort to escape. She is very simply dressed and loears no jewellery hut her wedding ring. THE TENTH MAN Catherine. Good-morning, father. [She goes up to Loed Francis and kisses his cheek. Etchingham. [With elaborate ^^olileness.] Be so goodas to sit down, Catherine. [Catherine exchanges ivith her mother a glance of faint amusement and takes a seat. Etchingham. [With a fine assumption of p)aternal authority ?\ I want to talk to you. Your mother and I have sent for you . . . [Breaking out.^^ Now what does all this mean ? It's ridiculous nonsense. You're surely old enough to have learnt a little self-control. Catherine. [Calmly.^^ I've shown a good deal of self-control during the four years of my married life, father. I was afraid it was growing into a habit. Etchingham. Am I to understand that what your mother tells me is true ? Catherine. [Quietly?^ I lived with George as long as I could. I put up with more than any woman I know would have done. But there are some things no one should suffer who has any self-respect. lo THE TENTH MAN Etching HAM. You've never complaiTied before of George's behaviour. Catherine. No. Etchingham. Why have you never said a word to your mother about it ? I can't imagine why you shouldn't get on with George. I don't suppose you've ever expressed a whim that he hasn't gratified. Your allowance is princely. Your pearls are the envy of every woman in London. Catherine. Oh, yes, he's generous. My pearls have been a splendid advertisement. Etching HAM. [Ignoring the second sentence and pouncing on the admission.^ Then what have you got to complain of? Catherine. I dare say my mother knows what half London is chattering about. Etchingham. Well, Angela? Lady Francis. Oh, my dear, I hoped it was idle gossip. A man as much in the public eye as George Winter — the most prominent financier of the moment — is certain to be talked about. THE TENTH MAN ii Etchingham. I suppose he's been flirting with two or three pretty women. Lady Francis. I understand tilings are supposed to have gone rather further than that. Etchingham. That's the kind of thing a tactful woman must close her eyes to. You're a woman of the world, Kate. You know what men are. You must extend a certain degree of licence to a man of George Winter's temperament. Catherine. You don't understand, father. I bore my life till I couldn't bear it any longer. I'm not the sort of woman to make scenes. I held my tongue, I closed my eyes, till something happened which I couldn't endure. I've left him fully decided to divorce him. Nothing that you can say will move me. Etchingham. But you can't divorce him. You've accused him of nothing but infidelity. You can't be so ignorant of the law . , . Catherine. \^Interru2)tlng.^^ I'm not at all ignorant of the law. I assure you that he has complied fully with all the conditions which are needful. 12 THE TENTH MAN Lady Francis. Kate. Catherine. Please don't ask me. I feel that my whole soul is foul with . . . Etciiingham. Well, of course there are always two sides to every question. Catherine. Oh, father, you're not going to tell me that that, too, is usual in polite society, for a man to . . . Oh ! [She gives a gesture and a cry of disgust. Lady Francis. I wonder if you'd go and read your Times, Frank. I should like to talk to Katie alone. Etchingham. \With a look from his loife to his dxtughter?\^ Eh, very well. Perhaps you can do something with her. Tell her what it means if she persists. I suppose I shall find the Times in the library. [He goes out. Lady Francis. [With a smile.^ Your father has such a power of delusion. He never looks at anything but the Daily Mail, but he's quite convinced that he reads nothing but the Times. THE TENTH MAN 13 Catherine. [^Passionately. ^^ Oh, mother, you'll stand by me, won't you ? You know what I've gone through. If you care for me at all you must have some pity. [Lady Francis looks at her coolly. She is quite unmoved by the vehemence of the appeal. She 2yaHses for a moment before answering. Lady Francis. Why have you chosen this particular moment to leave your husband ? Catherine. There are limits to human endurance. Lady Francis. You've lived a good deal apart. Like civilized people you've made the best of a mutual want of sympathy. I should have thought George interfered with you very little. I have an idea that no woman would care to undergo the — inconvenience of pro- ceedings for divorce without a very good reason. You've got a peculiarly fastidious taste, Katie. It must be something rather out of the way that induces you to expose your private life to all and sundry. Catherine. It's merely a choice of ignominies. [Lady Francis pauses an instant., then raps out the question sliarply. 14 THE TENTH MAN Lady Francis. Arc you in love? Catuerine. You have no right to ask me that, mother. Lady Francis. [With a slight smile.] Your indignation is almost an answer in itself, isn't it ? I suppose you want to marry. [Catherine does not ansiver. She takes a step or two imjKitiently . Lady Francis. Well? Catherine. I've got nothing to be ashamed of. Lady Francis. In that case, I should have thought you had nothing to conceal. Catherine. [Defiantly.'] I haven't. When I thought that everything was over for me and that life was mean- ingless, I found it was only just beginning. And I thanked God for all I'd gone through because perhaps it made me less unfit for the great love that descended upon me. THE TENTH MAN 15 Lady Francis. It's Ptobert Colby, isn't it? Catherine. Yes. Lady Francis. And you've made your arrangements, I suppose, to be married as soon as the decree is made absolute ? Catherine. We haven't discussed the matter. Lady Francis. Jiut still, I may take it that is the intention ? Catherine. Yes. Lady Francis. Your father wishes me to tell you that if you quarrel with George it will ruin him. He could hardly keep the position that George has given him on his various boards. Catherine. You will be no worse oJ0f than before I married. Lady Francis. Except that it appears your father owes George fifteen thousand pounds. 1 6 THE TENTH MAN CATnERINE. Do you want to cheat me again out of the little happiness that seems in store for me ? Lady Fbancis. I want you to do what is right in your own eyes. Catherine. How can you be so cruel ? George Wixter. [Opening the door.] May I come in ? [He enters with Francis Etchingham. George Winter is a man of 2>owerfal build, with fine hair and fine eyes ; he loears a short red heard. He is inclined to corjndence, hut hears himself with an attractive sivagger. He is a jovial, hland fellow. He appears to he the hest-natured p)erson in the loorld, and his great astuteness suggests itself only now and then in a look of his eyes. He has admirable control over an execrable temper. Catherine turns round with a startled cry at the sound of her husband's voice. George ! Catherine. George Winter. My dear, look pleased to see me. It's only decent. THE TENTH MAN 17 Catherine. It's infamous that yon should come here. If you had any decent feeling . . . George Winter. [Blandl}/.] My dear child, I had a business engage- ment with your father. It's unreasonable to expect me not to keep it because you have temporarily abandoned the conjugal roof. Catherine. [To he?' father.] You. might have warned me. Etchingham. My dear, I was hoping that after a talk with your mother you'd have . . . Catherine. [Inte7^rupting.] What can I do to show you that I've made up my mind for good and all ? George Winter. Even after one's made up one's mind, it's not too late to listen to reason. Lady Francis. I think for all our sakes you should listen to any- thing that George has to say. 1 8 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. [To George Winter.] Do you understand what my mother means ? George 'Winter. [^Vith a little chuckle.] I dimly suspect. Catherine. My father owes you a lot of money. He's chairman of half your companies. He thinks that if I divorce you he'll have to pay that money . . . George Winter. I'm sure his sense of delicacy would prevent him from remaining in my debt. Catherine. And you'll make him resign his directorships ? George Winter. [With his tongue in his cheek.] I know him well enough to feel certain that lie would never wish to retain them. Catherine. Oh, it's vile. George Winter. Or is it common sense ? THE TENTH MAN 19 [There is a 7nomenfs pause, and when George Winter speaks it is ivith great seriousness, George Winter. Now look here, Kate ; listen to me carefully. You know that all our interests are in Central America. The Lewishams had it all their own way out there till I came along. They owned the railways and the mines and the trams — everything that was worth having. Well, I knew I couldn't oust tliem, but I thought I could make them take me in. I've been fighting them tooth and nail for ten years. They've done all they could to smash me by fair means and foul, but they haven't succeeded. And now I'm in sight of my goal. I can force them to come to terras. Catherine. All this is nothing to me. George Winter. The Lewishams got on to a big thing — a mine called the Campo del Oro. But that earthquake the other day queered their pitch, and they offered bills when hard cash was the only thing to do the trick. I thought that what was good enough for the Lewishams was good enough for me. I knew that if I could get it they'd have to take me in. I had two hours to think it over. I found the cash and bought the mine last week. Catherine. It doesn't interest me. 20 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. It will. I sent Macdonald out there. Etcuixguam. ^lacdonald is George's expert. He's the soundest man in the profession, George Winter. And straight, straight as a die. I'm expecting his repoit every day. He may cable me at any moment. Then I shall get to work. I'm going to float the mine as a company with a capital of half a million. Your father will be chairman, and he ought to make close on fifty thousand out of it. For a reason I needn't tell you, Ave can't afford to wait. We must have ready money, and that means floating the company at once. My only chance is in Middlepool, where three parts of my backing have come from before. We shall soon be in the middle of a General Election. And you know how uncertain my seat in Middlepool is. I keep it only by my personal popularity. I'm at the mercy of the Nonconformists, and if there's talk of a divorce it's all U.P. with me. They'll make me retire before the election, and if that happens the new company won't stand a dog's chance. Lady Francis. Why? George Winter. Because with the general public nervous, I shall have to depend on Middlepool, 'and there I can only float it on my personal character, THE TENTH MAN 21 Catherine. I'm afraid you'll think it very selfish, but I haven't any more power of self-sacrifice in me. George Winter. If the Campo del Oro is a failure, it'll knock down all the other companies I'm connected with. The Lewishams will seize the opportunity to make a raid on me. I'm standing on the edge of a precipice, and anyone who cares to give me a shove will send me over. . . . It'll mean your father's ruin and mine — I dare say you don't mind that — but it'll also mean the ruin of thousands of poor investors all over the country. Three-quarters of the population of Middle- pool will lose their savings. Catherine. You've lied to me so often, Georije. &' George Winter. I can show you by plain figures that every word I say is true. Catherine. I haven't much sympathy with the gamblers who want to make money without working for it. If they lose, it's their own look out. [ 77iere is a jmuse. George Winter looks at her and nods to himself. George Winter. [To Etchingham.] I think you'd better go now. 22 THE TENTH MAN The rest of our conversation doesn't need any listeners. Catherine. 1 have nothing more to say to you. George "Winter. Don't be a damned fool. It's a matter of life nrid death to me, and d'you think I'm going to . . . [//e stojys.^ Please, Lady Francis. Lady Francis. Of course we'll leave you. Come, Frank. [Lady Francis and her husband go out. George Winter. \J]^ith a tioinkle in his eye.] I don't think your elopement receives the unqualified approval of your ppvrents. Catherine. D'you want to repeat that odious scene of last night ? Surely we said all that we had to say to one another. George Winter. [Shrugging his shoulders.^ You know, I w^oiddn't have played the fool with other women if you hadn't shown me very clearly that you didn't want to have anything to do with me. THE TENTH MAN 23 Catherine. I would rather not discuss that. George Winter. \]Vith a chuckle.^ After all, it isn't as if I cared a tinker's cuss for the whole lot of them. Catherine. \^Flushing.'\ And you think that makes it any better ? I think I could have forgiven you if you'd had any love for those wretched women. But it wasn't even that. You exposed me to all that humiliation merely to gratify your vanity. When I've seen how. you've treated those women T, even I, have been sorry for them. George Winter. If you like I'll give you my solemn word of honour that you shall have no cause to complain in future. Catherine. It's too late. You've given me my chance of freedom and I mean to take it. George Winter. You're not keeping your part of the bargain. Catherine. What d'you mean ? George Winter. You didn't marry me because you were in love with me . . . 24 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. [^Interrujiting.^ That's not true. George Winter. [With a smile.'] Think. Catherine. [Ifesitatinr/ .] A year ago I would have said again that it wasn't true. I didn't know what love was. George Winter. You married me because I was rich. Catherine. [Passionately.] No, no. George Winter. I'd just won a seat that tV;ey'd given me because they thought I hadn't a chance. I won it oft' my own bat, because I imposed myself on Middlepool and forced them to vote for me. I was in the public eye. I was a power already. The world seemed at my feet. Catherine. All that's very harmless. You flattered me. The life you offered me seemed so large, so full, and I was very young. I was dazzled by your brilliancy and your success. I mistook it for love. George Winter. And I married you because I wanted a wife. You happened to have an uncle who's a duke, and aristo- THE TENTH MAN 25 cratic connexions are devilish useful in England to a Radical politician. Catherine. [Bitterly.] Ob, yes, I found out soon enough why you married me. George Winter. lb WAS a business arrangement on both sides, and you've had your full share of the profits. Catherine. [Outraged.] Oh, how can you ? George Winter. You'd always lived in a pokey way and I gave you magnificence. I've kept even the spirit of my part of the bargain. Your father wasn't mentioned in the settlements But every stick of furniture in this house has been bought with my money. The very clothes on your mother's back are paid for by me. Catherine. That's not true. George Winter. You don't think your father is worth the money I give him. He's as incompetent as all the rest of these damned fools w^ho come from the West-End and think they can make money in the City. The nincompoop thinks himself a financial authority. The charwoman of a l)ucket-shop could give him points. 26 THE TENTH MAN Catiierixe. He has his name and his position. George Winter. Nowadays even a country curate will fight shy of a title on a prospectus. The salaries he gets are merely payments for you. Catherine. Oh, you've said all this so often. For years you've bullied me with your money. I was such a fool, because you said it was dishonest of me to go, rather than that even you should have the smallest cause to blame me, I bore everything. I clenched my hands and suffered. George Winter. [ With a chuckle.^ In a diamond tiara and a Paquin dress. Catherine. I thought I should have the strength to suffer to the end. But I haven't. If you bought an article and it hasn't turned out worth the money you gave for it, that's your look out. You see, you've taught me something after all. [A very short pause. George Winter makes up his mind to try compo'omise. George Winter. Now, look here ; I'm willing to meet you half-way. I don't ask you to come back to me. You can live as you like and where you like. I'll give 3'ou five thousand a year. Your father can keep his director- THE TENTH MAN 27 ships. The only thing I ask is that you shouldn't apply for a divorce and that you should appear with me at certain public functions. Catherine. [Passionately ^^ I want to be free. IVe lived in an atmosphere of lies and hypocrisy till I can hardly breathe. Your good nature is merely a pose. Your generosity is merely an advertisement. You care for nothing but your own self-advancement. And I want to be rid of the horrible feeling that all sorts of shady things are going on around me that I don't know. George Winter. [Sharply.^ What d'you mean ? Catherine. I know that you're not honest. [With a cry of rage George Winter seizes her her hy the shoulders violently. His jmssion for the moment is uncontrollable. George Winter. What d'you mean ? What d'you mean ? What d'you mean ? Catherine. You're hurting me. George Winter. [In his rage hardly able to articidate.^ Damn you, how dare you say that to me ? ^8 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. Let me go. George Winter. Why don't you answer ? What d'you mean ? Catherine. [Shakwg herself free.] I'll tell you what I mean. I know that if the occasion arose you wouldn't hesitate to steal. George Wixtei?. [With a laugh of relief ] Is tliat all ? Catherine. For years I've been tortured by the horror of it. Each pearl you've given me — and you've thrust them upon me — I've asked myself if it was honestly come by. And that's why I want to escape from you — not only because you've been odiously cruel to me, even now when you're trying to persuade me to return to you, and because you've flaunted before me one vulgar intrigue after another — but because I feel that all this w^ealth rests on lying, and swindling, and roguery. George Winter. \Ba7iteringly.] Well, you must confess that so far I've been eminently successful in not getting found out. Catherine. [Taking no notice of his remark.] And now surely you have nothing more to say to me. THE TENTH MAN 29 George Winter. \]Vith a bland smile.] My dear, knowing how important it is to me that you should return to the conjugal roof, you don't imagine I have come without some means to persuade you. Catherine. I assure you you're wasting your time. You've always told me it was valuable. George Winter. [In his most delightful manner.] You seem to be under the delusion it rests with you to make con- ditions. Catherine. I make no conditions. I merely announce my decision. George Winter. [Taking a letter from his pocket and quietly smooth- ing it out on a table.] I've never suffered from that form of snobbishness which makes many self-made men hurl their origin in the face of a British public only too anxious to pretend it thinks them the scions of a noble house. But I have never concealed from you that mine was humble. Catherine. [Suspiciously.] What is that paper ? 30 THE TENTH MAN Gkorge Winter. [Igjiorhig the rjuestio7i.] That is one of the pills you had to swallow when I married you and your excellent but impoverished family. I started life with neither friend nor money, but with exceptionally fine parts. I soon discovered that the simplest way to succeed is by blackmail. It is astonishing how many men keep a large-sized skeleton in their cupboards. If you only get a sight of those discreditable bones, you can often make a whole family your bosom friends. I'm not boring you, am I ? Catherine. You're torturing me. George Winter. This is a copy of a letter w^hich you may remember. The original was so crumpled that I can't help thinking you were romantic enough to sleep with it under your pillow. It begins : My very dear friend . . . Catherine. [InteiTupting.] How did you get that ? George Winter. I can never understand ^vhy people are such fools as to write love-letters. I never do. I only send telegrams. Catherine. [With Jl ashing eyes,^ You didn't go to my dressing- case ? THE TENTH MAN 31 George Winter. [Amused.] I did indeed. Catherine. [Looking at the Bramah-key on her bracelet.] You broke it open ? George Winter. When I made you a present of your dressing-case, I kept the duplicate key in case you lost yours. Catherine. It's infamous. It's — it's just like you. George Winter. [Smiling.'] Why on earth were you so incautious as to leave it behind ? Catherine. [Indignantly.] I thought I could trust you. It never struck me that you'd pry into my private papers. George Winter. [With a chuckle.] Nonsense. You were so taken with the dramatic gesture of leaving the house in a pink satin opera cloak that you forgot all about it. Catherine. There's nothing in any of my letters that I'm ashamed of. 32 TFIE TENTH MAN Geokge Winter. Would you like to look at this one ? Catherine. [Ilefusing to take it.~\ I know that there can be absolutely no harm in it. George Winter. I wonder what a clever counsel would make of it. I can imagine it read in such a manner that those vairue words should orather form and substance. A little irony, a grotesque emphasis here and there, and I can see the junior bar rolling with laughter. I don't imagine a parliamentary light like 3'our friend Robert Colby would take ridicule very well. It's only by his entire lack of humour that he's risen to the exalted position he now adorns. Catherine. \_Frightened.^ What d'you mean, George? George Winter. [Good-humouredhj.] My dear, I'm going to bring a counter petition, that's all. You want to wash your dirty linen in public, let's have an entire spring cleaning. Catherine. [Sco7'nfulhj.] Oh, my dear George, if you only knew how indifierent I am to such a threat ! We haven't done anything with which we can reproach ourselves. The tenth Man 3^ George Winter. [Banteringly.] You astonish me, my dear Kale. Surely it can't have slipped your memory that Robert Colby, snatching a brief and well-earned holiday from affairs of state, made a tour of North Italy last Easter, and you accompanied him, Catherine. [Flaring iij}.] That's not true. You know it's not true. I went with Barbara Herbert . . . George Winter. [Interru2)iing, loith a tioinkle in his eye.] And a maid. It's always a little unsafe to trust maids, especially Scotch maids with strongly religious principles. Catherine. What have you been doing ? George Winter. [Taking a paper out of his jyocket.] Here is another interesting little document that I've been at some pains to acquire. Being, alas ! aware that the wife of my bosom might — turn troublesome one day or another, I thought it safe to have a weapon in my hand for future use. It is a list of the hotels at which you stayed. Shall I read it to you ? Catherine. If you choose. 34 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. [Hngeli/ amused.] At Milan you stayed at the Palace, and Robert Colby at the Cavour. Catherine. [^Sarcastically.] Damning, isn't it ? George Winter. Bat perhaps finding the Palace noisy_, and trusting in Mr. Robert Colby's better judgment, at Venice you both stayed at the Danielli. Catherine. [With a shrug of the shoulders.] Wliere else should one stay 1 George Winter. I find in my Baedeker that there are twenty-seven hotels in Venice, but I daresay it was very natural that you should both hit upon the Danielli. And you took the precaution of arriving twenty hours after him. But at Ravenna, flinging prudence to the winds, you arrived on the same day, by the same train, and you put up at the same hotel. Catherine. There is only one. George Winter. You had rooms seventeen and eighteen, and Barbara Herb-^rt had loom five. THE TENTH MAN ^ 35 Catherine. There was only one vacant room on the first floor, and of course 1 insisted that Barbara should take it. George Winter, Unselfish in the extreme, and just like you, my dear ; but don't you think it was a little indiscreet ? Catherine. We had nothing to be ashamed of, and therefore we had nothing to fear. George Winter. I've often thought that was the greatest draw- back of innocence. It makes one so devilish imprudent. Catherine. I went to Italy with your express consent. I wrote and told you that I'd met Hobert Colby Chance threw us together in Venice ; we found we were making practically the same tour, and we joined forces. I saw no harm in it. I see no harm in it now. You can make what use of the admissions you like. George Winter. And do you think you will be able to persuade a British jury that you and Boberfc Colby travelled through Italy together merely to look at churclies and pictures 36 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. George, I know now that I never cared for you, but I proniise you on my word of honour that I've never been unfaithful to you. George Winter. My dear, it's not a question of convincing me — I am the most trusting, the most credulous of mortals — but of convincing the twelve good men and true who form a British jury. Catherine. You're not a fool, George. You know people, and you know what I'm capable of and what I'm not. In your heart you're certain that I've done nothing that can giv'C you any cause for complaint. I've sufiered a great deal during these four years — I wouldn't wish my worst enemy to go through what I have — I implore you not to drag me through this horror. George Winter, My dear, your ^simple-mindedness positively takes me aback. Catherine. \_Ind^gnantly^^ How can you be so ignoble ? George Winter. [Droppiiig his bantering tone, qidcldy and sterni?/.] You must know me very little, Kate. My whole life is at stake, and you think I'm going to be moved by entreaties or abuse ? I'm at the most critical point of my career. Part of my strength is that I never THE TENTH MAN 37 deceive myself. I'm only an adventurer. My millions are paper millions, and I want to be in such a position that if I'm in need of half a million I can go to the big men and get it, and if one of them asks me for half a million I can afford to put it down. And now, if only I hold on, I shall get everything I want. And you come and whine before me and play the fool. What d'you think I care for your twopenny- halfpenny love-affairs ? Do what you like. I don't care, so long as you're not flagrant. Catherine. [Indignantly.^ Oh ! George Winter. That anyone can be such a fool as to let love interfere with his life ! It's so unimportant, Catherine. To me it means the whole world. George Winter. Well, I give you your choice. If you bring 'an action against me I bring a counter-petition. Catherine. [Stung into defidnce.] My choice is made long ago. I*m strong in my innocence. George Winter. You'll ruin me and ruin your father, but you'll ruin Robert Colby as well. 38 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. [Quickly^ What do you mean ? CiEORGE Winter, You don't mean to say you're so simple-minded as to imagine he can do anything but resign his seat if he were made co-respondent in a divorce case? They say, if we get in again, he's to be given the Ministry of War. Humpty-Dumpty. It's the end of his political career. Catherine, [^Desjjerately.^ We have nothing to reproach our- selves with. Nothing. George Winter. You sent a note to him last night. What did you say? Catherine. [Defiantly. 1 I asked him to come here at twelve o'clock. George Winter. [Tahing out his ivatch.] It's nearly twelve now. I'll wait. And you shall talk to him. [Eiiter Anne Etchingham and Teddie O'DoxNELL, Anne is like her sister Catherine, hut smaller and slighter ; she is brighter as well and more vivacious^ ivith pretty caressing ways. Edward O'Donnell is an insignificant, amiable, good'-looki7ig young man of three-andrtwenty. THE TENTH MAN 39 Anne. [As she comes in.] Good morning, good people, Catherine. [With a 2)^6asant^ affectionate smile.] Ah, Nan, Anne. [Going ujy to George Winter.] Well, how is my great brother-in-law ? George Winter. He's in his usual rude health, thank you, Anne. I've brought Teddie to introduce him to you, O'DONNELL. How d'you do ? Anne, [With ajfourish.] This is the Napoleon of Finance, He owns seventeen companies, five gold mines, two railways, a house in Portman Square, two places in the country, a yacht, five motor-cars, the family of Etchingham . . , , George Winter. [Inte7Tupting»] Take a long breath and say ninety- nine. Anne. [Laughing.] Don't be ridiculous. 40 rilE TENTH MAN George AA^inter. Now, what is it you want ? Anne. I ? [Coaxingly.] You're an old dear, George, George Winter. I thought so. Well, what is it ? Anne. I want you to give Mr. G'Donnell a job. Catherine. Anne ! G'Donnell. I say, Nan, you needn't put it so bluntly. Anne. It's no good beating about the bush with George is it? George Winter. [Amused and 2^hased.] Not much. Anne. Now, sit down and let me talk sensibly to you. Catherine. Anne, I'd rather you didn't — just now. George anl I are busy. THE TENTH MAN 41 George Winter. Have they interrupted you, darling? I thought you had nothing more you wanted to say. Anne. Is anything the matter ? George Winter. JSTothing. Kate's a little under the weather this morning. Anne. Oh, my dear, I'm so sorry. What is it ? George Winter I warned you not to eat that pate de foie gras last night, my dear. It always disagrees with you. Catherine. Please don't worry about me. George Winter. [To Anne.] Why d'you want me to give Mr. O'Donnell a job ? Anne. Because he's my young man. George Winter. Is he, by Jove ! 42 THE TENTH MAN O'DONNELL, I offered lier my hand and heart . . . AxxE. [Interrupting.] And being a practical person I promptly inquired what were his worldly possessions. O'DONNELL. They're not only nil, they're astonishingly nil. In point of fact, if you reckon debts they're positively minus. Anne. So I fell into his arms and said, let us put up the banns at once. George Winter, [Very jolly and affable.] That s where I come in. Anne. Well, I thought he might manage one of your railways or be your chaufieur, or if you didn't think he was good enough for that you might make him director of one of your companies. Catherine, Nan, you don't know what you're talking about. Anne. Good heavens, if papa can direct companies surely Teddie can. THE TENTH MAN 43 Catherine, No, I didn't mean that. But there are circum- stances that you don't understand. Mr. O'Donnell can't ask George to do anything for him. Mr. O'DonneJl . . . George Winter. [Quite good'humouredly.] Really, Kate, you might let me answer for myself. Anne. George always said he'd help me when I wanted to marry. George Winter. [To O'Donnell.] I presume your idea is to go into the City? O'Donnell. Yes, more or less. George Winter. Educated at a public school, I suppose ? O'Donnell . Yes, I was at Harrow. George Winter. [With a twinkle in his e7/e.] Then I may take it that you tried to get into the Army and failed ? O'Donnell. Yes, I suppose I did. 44 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. And you hadn't got enough money to go into the diplomatic ? Anne. How on earth d'you know. George? George Winter. Wlien a young man of family and education tells me he wants to go into the City, I know it's because he's too incompetent to do anything else. Fifty years ago the fool of good family went into the Church, now he gees into the City. O'DONNELL. You're not very flattering. George Winter, I dare say you'll suit me all right. Anne. Oh, George, you are a brick. George Winter. Give me a kiss and I'll find him a job. Anne. T'll give you two [/S'Ae kisses him on both cheeks. THE TENTH MAN 45 George Winter. I shan't find him two jobs. Anne. I can't imagine why everybody's so afraid of you, George. You're an old dear. George Winter. A heart of gold, that's what I always tell Kate. [7o O'DoNNELL.] Gome and see me to-morrow morning, and we'll have a talk about things. O'DONNELL. It's awfully good of you. George Winter. You know, you'll have to do as you'ie told if you come to me. O'DoNNELL. I dare say I shan't mind that. George Winter. It's not always pleasant being at the beck and call of a damned bounder. O'DONNELL. How d'you mean ? George Winter, Of course you look upon me as a damned bounder. I know that. I wasn't educated at Harrow. My 46 THE TENTH MAN father was a hatter at Middlepool, a Nonconformist, and an aitchless one at that. I went to sea when I was fourteen, and when I was your age I was earning twenty- five bob a week as clerk in a bucket shop. Of course I'm a damned bounder. Anne. Now, George, don't be disagreeable. George Winter. "Well, run along, children . . . Have you spoken to your father about this ? Anne. H^o^ we're going to leave you to do that. George Winter. Are you? Anne. Well, you see, father's sure to kick up a bit of a row because Teddie's so absolutely stony, but if you say you've given him a job . . . Catherine. Father may object . . . Anne. Oh, he wouldn't dare if George said it was all right. [Catherine gives a slight gesture, 2^<^'^'i'tly of vexation and partly of dismay. THE TENTH MAN 47 George Winter. [Kindly.] Are you leally very keen on marrying ? Anne. Awfully. George Winter. Well, I'll see what I can do. Good-bye. [He 7iods to O'DoNNELL. O'DoNNELL and AxNE go out. As soon as they have gone, Catherine starts ujj. Catherine. Geoi-ge, you're not going to take Teddie O'Donnell in your service. You must understand it's impossible. George Winter. [Coolly.] Why ? Catherine. We can accept nothing from you. George Winter, This disinterestedness is rather a new trait in your family, isn't it? Catherine. You're only wasting his time in making him come doAvn to see you to-morrow. George Winter. I don't suppose it's as valuable as all that. 48 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. Anne will have to be told the facts, and she'll see at once that it's out of the question for Teddie to accept favours from you. George Winter. I wonder. Catherine. [^Dejiantly?^ I have no doubt of it. George Winter. Do you think she'll be pleased when she's told that, owing to your unreasonableness, her marriage can't take place ? Are you sure she won't say that she has no quarrel with me ? Catherine. I should make her understand. George Winter. It seems rather selfish on your part, doesn't it? If Anne's heart is set upon marrying this rather foolish boy, have you the heart to prevent her ? Catherine. I've sacrificed myself long enough. It's Anne's turn now. George Winter. You'll find self-sacrifice one of the forms of self- indulgence in which people are never wiklly anxious to take turn and turn about. THE TENTH MAN 49 Catherine. What can you do with Teddie O'Donnell ? He's no good to you. George Winter. I'm not sure. I like dealing with gentlemen. When they go into the City they take to dirty work with an alacrity which you often don't find in the City man born and bred. Catherine. Even if there was nothing "else, I would do all I could to prevent a decent boy from being exposed to your influence. George Winter. Well, you may try yours on Anne. Tell her that I'll start her young man on four hundred a year, and I'll allow her a couple of hundred more, so that they can marry next week if they want to. And add that you are divorcing me, and it would be monstrous if either of them accepted my offer. Catherine. Oh, I know well enough that you didn't make him pretty speeches because you took any interest in doing a kindness. It was merely another coil of the chain you've twisted round me. Oh, it's fiendish. Each way I turn I find that you bar my way. George Winter. In the agitation of the moment you seem to be mixing your metaphors, my dear. Thompson, the hiUler, comes in. D 50 THE TENTH MAN Thompson. Mr. Robert Colby has come, madam. George Winter. Is lie waiting downstairs ? Thompson. I've shown him in the morning-room. He said he would wait till you were disengaged, ma'am. George Winter. Ask him to come up. [To Catherine.] I'll leave you Thompson. Very good, sir. [Exit, George Winter. With my best wishes. I'll go and discuss the weather and the crops with your excellent father, and you shall discuss the situation with Robert Colby. Catherine. • For goodness' sake leave me alone. George Winter. ►:>uggest a counter-petition and see how he takes it. My own impression is that he'll run like a rabbit. [George Winter goes towards the door that leads into the library and stojys. THE TENTH MAN ^ 51 George Winter. And if he does, you know whose arms are open to receive you. Whose 60 Mercedes is panting to take you to whose sheltering roof. [With a guffato he goes out. Catherine gives a sigh of exhaustion and then braces herself for the coming interview. [Enter Robert Colby. lie is a handsome man of forty ^ spare and active, icith a refined face and good features. He is cleayi shaven. His hair is grey. He has charr)iing manners and an air of slightly old fashioned courtesy . His voice is soft and pleasant. Thompson. Mr. Robert Colby. [Catherine goes to him vnth both hands out- stretched. Her manner becomes brighter and more joyous. She seems to throw off the load of y^retchedness which had op- pressed her. The Butler goes out. Catherine. How good of you to come. Colby. [Taking her hands.] You look as if you were sur- prised to see me. Catherine. You must be frantically busy. I thougl.t you might not be able to manage it. 52 THE TENTH MAN Colby. You know very well v/ild Liboiu- leaders couldn't have prevented me. Cathehine. Of course I know you wouldn't really let me interfere with anything serious, but it's very pleasant to flatter myself that the whole country is waiting while you're wasting your time with me. D'you know what I've done ? Colby. I suspected what your note meant, but I'm anxious to hear it from your own lips. Catherine. I've crossed the Rubicon. I'm seeing my solicitor to-day, and the petition will be filed as soon as ever it's possible. Colby. I'm so glad. You had no right to go on with that degrading life. Catherine. I want you to assure me again that I'm right. I'm so weak. I feel so utterly defenceless. Colby. It won't be very long now before . . . 4 Catherine. [Inte7Tupting.] No, not yet, Robert. THE TENTH MAN S3 Colby. I want to tell you at once how passionately I love you. Catherine. []rith the tenderest of smiles,] D'you think it's needful ? I'm so glad to think you've never made love to me. There was all the love I^wanted in the look of your eyes, and your voic3, though you said quite commonplace things, told me that you cared for me. Colby I've never even kissed your hnnd, Kate. Catherine. I'm very grateful to you. Now more than ever I want to feel quite sure that we have nothing to reproach ourselves with. Colby. It's rather hard on me. Catherine. Do you think I find it any easier ? Sometimes when I've been dreadfully lonely, dreadfully wretched, I've longed to be able to rest my head on your shoulder, and I've thought I might have loved my tears if you could have kissed them away. Colby. Were you angry witli me when I wrote to you ? The one foolish letter? 54 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. How could I bo ? Colby. I was dreadfully unhappy then. Everything I tried seemed to go wrong. I was utterly dispirited, and I couldn't help writing. Catherine. I read the letter till I knew every word by heart. Sometimes I wonder how I could have borne my life at all except for the knowledge that you cared for me. Colby. You've never once told me that you love me, Kate. Catherine. D'you want me to say it in so many words ? Why else d'you think I'm exposing myself to all the humiliation, all the horrors that are before me ? Yes, I love you with all my heart and soul. Colby. And after it's all over ? Catherine. It shall be as you wish. Colby. You've meant so mucli to me, Kate. All the THE TENTH MAN 55 success I've had I feel that I owe to you. Sometimes I've hated the intrigues and the littleness of politics. I've been tempted to give the whole thing up. But you put fresh courage into me. It's because of you that I've been able to ignore the rest and just keep my eyes fixed always on the greatness of the aim. Catherine. [Smil'mg?!^ It makes me so proud to hear you say that. Colby. \^Liyhthj.\ Did you read the speech I made yesterday ? Catiietiine. No, I'm afraid I haven't yet. Colby. [Gcdly.^ Wretched woman ! And every jack one of the papers has given a leader on it. Catherine. I'm so sorry. It's horrid of me. Colby. [^Laughing .\ What nonsense ! Of course you've had much more important things to think about. Catherine. Tell me all about it. I suppose it was the Army debate. 56 THE TENTH MAN Colby. Ye«:, I bunifc my ships behind mo. I said I thought some form of compulsory service was essential. Perigal's going to the country at once. I think we shall get in. And if w^e do ... I wish to goodness they'd give me the War Office. Of course, after six years in office we can only hope for a small majority, and every seat will count. I wonder what will happen at Middlepool. Catherine. George is very popular. Colby, Yes, that's just it. As long as he was there the seat was safe. I wonder if anyone else will be able to hold it. Catherine. Do you think it will be impossible for him to stand again ? Colby. Quite. And rightly. No man's obliged to go into Parliament. If he does it's his duty to keep clear of scandal. [Catherine gives a very slight start, and ichen she speaks her voice is not quite steady. Catherine. That might be very difficult. A man might be an object of scandal, and yet be perfectly innocent. Supposing — a maliciousj peison brought an action for THE TENTH MAN 57 divorce against him. It might be merely an attempt at blackmail. It would be monstrous to punish him for something that wasn't his fault. Colby. D'you honestly think that's a possible case? It a man is shot at — it's true he may not be technically guilty — but he can hardly be blameless. If a case can be made out at all against him he must have done something very foolish. [Catherine does not ansiver. She is terrified at what he says, Colby. George Winter only went into the House for his private ambition. He contested a seat in order to give himself a stronger financial position, and now he wants to use his money to force himself into some sort of job. We've got no use for people like that. Catherixe. \_As if she loere changing the conversation.^ I wonder what you'd do if you were beaten at the General Election ? Colby. [^With a laugh,] I don't think my constituents will throw me out as long as I behave myself. Catherine. [Smiling.] And if they did ? 58 . THE TENTH MAN Colby. [After a little pause.] It would just about break rue up. Politics are my whole life. I can't imagine existence without the House of Commons. And I have so much to do. If they'll only give me a chance I want to . . . [Suddenly sto2:)]nng himself.] But, good heavens, I'm just going to make a speech. Cathertxe. Oh, my dear, I'm so proud of you. I admire you so enormously, Colby. [Gaily.] Not yet. Hang it all, wait to admire me till I'm Minister of War. Catherine. [With an affectionate smile.] You dear. . . . Now you must go. I've got ever so much to do, and I'm sure you ought to have. Colby. Good-bye, then. God bless you. . . . Say some- thing nice to me before I leave you. Catherine. I shall think of you all day long. THE TENTH MAN 59 Colby. Thank you. Good-bye. [ZTe goes out. Catherine sinks exhausted into a chair, but she hears George "Winter approach and pulls herself together. lie comes in tvith Etchingham. George Winter. The great man has taken his liook ? [Catherine acknowledges his remark tvith a look, hut does not answer. George Winter. I heard his fairy footsteps on the stairs Etchingham. things. Well, Catherine, I hope you've thought better of George Winter. Well ? \_IIe looks at her vnth malicious amusement^ and she, her head thrown back^ stares at him loith hatred and anger, Catherine. You think every man is a rogue, don't you ? George Winter. Certainly not. I think nine men out of ten are rogues or fools. That's why I make money. 6o THE TENTH MAN Catherine. And Avhat'll you do when you come across the tenth man, who's neither rogue nor fool ? George Winter. [F/ippantli/.] Put him under a glass case. Catherine, You may find him awkward to deal with. Take care. George Winter. I shall. But I've looked for him so long that I can't help thinking he doesn't move in my set. . , . Now and then I've thought I'd really got him. But while I was scratching my head and wondering how the deuce I was going to manage, I've seen an itching palm steal softly out, and I knew it w\asn't the tenth man after all. The Butler comes in. Thompson. ^ [To George Winter.] Mr. Bennett would like to speak to you, sir. George Winter Is he on the telephone 'i Thompson. No, sir. He's here. Etchingham. What the deuce can he want? THE TENTH MAN 6i George Winter. I'll come down to him, Etchingham. No, let him come up. Perhaps it's something important, and he'll want to see me too. George Winter. [Dril7/.'\ Perhaps. Tell him to come up. Thompson. Very good, sir. [Exit, Catherine. Who is Mr. Bennett ? Etchingham. He's the secretary of two or three of our companies. He manages the office and that sort of thing. George Winter. He does all the work for which your father gets fees. Etchingham. I don't know about that. I flatter myself I'm worth my salt. [The Butler shoivs in Frederick Bennett. He is a little Tivtn, thin, iniddle-aged, clean shaven, loith a sharp face, and an extremely respectable appearance. He wears gold 62 THE TENTH MAN spectacles f lie is in a tail coat and carries a tall hat in his hand. The Butler cjoes out after announcing him. George Winter. What's the matter, Fred ? Bexxett. I went round to Portman Square, Governor, and they told me you were here ; I thought I'd better come on at once. Etchixgham. Nothing has liappened, Mr, Bennett ? Bennett. No, my lord. [7o George Winter.] May I speak to you for a moment. Governor ? George Winter. Yes. Etchingham, d'you mind . . . ? Etchingham. Of course not. [//e goes up to Catherine, who is standing at the v'indoio, and begins talking to her. The conversation between George Winter and Bexnett proceeds in a lower tone, sinking almost to a whisper as it goes on. THE TENTH MAN ^ 63 George Winter. What the devil's the matter, Fred? You're looking like a dying duck in a thunderstorm. Bennett. There's been a cable from Macdonald, Governor. George Winter. Good business. And vvhen's the report due ? I suppose it's following. Bennett. Yes. George Winter. Why the deuce didn't you ring me up ? I'd have come down to the office at once. Now we've got that we can fire away. Bennett. I wouldn't risk it on the phone. You never know who's listening. George Winter. Drivel. You're an old woman, Fred. Have you got it on you ? Bennett. It's not what you expect, Governor. 64 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. [Seizing his wrist.] Wliat the hell d'you mean ? Bennett. , It's rotten. It's . . . George Winter. [Interrupting violently.'] You filthy liar, what are you talking about ? Bennett. Take care, they'll hear you. George Winter. Where is it ? Bennett. I've got it in my pocket. George Winter. If you've been playing the fool with me, Fred . . . Bennett. [Taking out the cahle^ I'm in it as deep as you are. [George Winter takes the cable, is just going to unfold it, when, sick with ajyprehension, he hesitates, lie is too terrified to read it. George Winter. What does it say, Fred ? THE TENTH MAN 65 Bennett. Why, there's nothing there. We've been done in the eye. The mine's worthless. [George AVinter turns away from him, a look of fear and hew'dderment on his face. For a moment he hesitates uncertain what to do, then quickly makes up his mind and clenches his teeth, Bennett. [Going up to him?^ Governor. George Winter. If that's true, the hundred thousand we paid for it might as well have been thrown down a drain-pipe. Bennett. What are you going to do ? George Winter. Do ? Fight it out. Etghtngham. \Comjing forward^^ Nothing serious, I hope, George? George Winter. [Over his shoulder.] Nothing. Bennett. [In a whisper.] You know what it means if you fail? 66 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. The Old Bailey. But I shan't fail. The Butler comes in. Thompson. Luncheon is ready, my lord. END OF THE FIRST ACT. THE SECOND ACT The scene is the same as in the preceding act, the draw- ing room of Lord Francis Etchingham's house in Norfolk Street. It is afternoon. Lady Francis is seated, working at embroidery on a drum. Catherine stands at the window^ looking out into the street. Lady Francis. Aren't yoa tired, Kate ? , Catherine. \Still looking out oftlie window.] No, mother. Lady Francis. You were out all the morning. Catherine. I went to see my lawyers. Lady Francis. [With a sigh.] I can't understand that with such a 67 68 THE TENTH MAN father and such a mother, you should be such a monster of determination. [Catherine neither answers nor turns. Lady Francis. 'lAfter a quick look at her.'] Dr. O'Farrell says your father will be well enough to come downstairs to-morrow. Catherine. I'm glad of that. Lady Francis. This is the second attack of gout he's had this year. Catherine. Poor old thing ! Lady Francis. Aren't you tired of staring at the house opposite ? You're not expecting anyone, are you ? Catherine. No. Lady Francis. You're dreadfully restless. \]Vith a faint smiles] I'm growing quite exhausted. [Catherine gives a little cry of astonishment and alarm. Lady Francis, What's the matter ? THE TENTH MAN . 69 Catherine. \^Tu7niing round and coining forward.^ George hus just driven up. Lady Francis. I suppose he's come to see your father. Catherine. They mustn't let him up. I won't see him. It's monstrous that I should have to put up with this. Lady Francis. My dear, don't worry. George hasn't made any attempt to see you for a fortnight. [George Winter comes in hurriedly, unan- nounced ; he shuts the door behind him, Catherine. \_Indignantly.'\ What d'you want ? You've got no right to force yourself upon me. [She makes a movement to leave the room, but he interce2:)ts her. He takes a paper out of his pocket. George Winter. I've just been served with this. Catherine. What else did you expect ? THE TENTH MAN George Winter. Your father told me that nothing was going to be done for the moment. Catherine. I can't help what father said. It's my bu.siness. I can allow no one to interfere with me. Lady Francis* What is that, George ? George Winter. Would you like to look at it ? It's an interesting document. Catherine. It's the petition, mother. Lady Francis. I wish I had my glasses. I've never seen one before. George Winter. [Grimly.] You've been lucky. Lady Francis. [ JVith an acid smile. \ Or virtuous. George Winter. \7o Catherine.] You've got to \\ithdraw thi.s. THE TENTH MAN 71 Catherine. Surely you must see that from now all communica- tions between us must pass through our lawyers. George Winter. Eats ! [Catherine cr^ossesthe room and rings the hell at the side of tliefireplace. George Winter. What are you ringing for ? Catherine For Thompson to open the door for you. George Winter. That's excessively thoughtful of you. Catherine, Mother, can't you protect me from this ? Lady Francis. My dear, your husband is six feet high, and broad in proportion. I'll tell Thompson to kick him down- stairs if you like . . . George Winter. But it's not a job that any well-regulated butler would enjoy. \The Butler comes in, and loaits for ari order. 72 rilE TENTH MAN George Winter. Oh, Thompson, I'm expecting three gentlemen here at five o'clock. You'll show them into the library, and let me know the moment they come. Thompson. Very good, sir. [Re goes out. Catherine. What do you mean by this ? George Winter. That's precisely what I came to tell you ... I suppose you've been talking. There've been re- ferences to a dispute between us in the Middlepool papers, and the Herald, the Conservative rag, has stated in the current issue that you are divorcing me. Catherine. The Middlepool papers are singularly well-in- formed. George Winter. That's where you're mistaken. The Argus is printing a special edition vv'ith a complete and authoritative denial of the whole story. I've issued a writ for libel against the Herald. Catherine. One lie more or less on your conscience can make no great difference to you. THE TENTH MAN 73 George Winter. I've explained your presence here by your suscep- tibility to fresh paint. Lady Francis. What do you mean ? George Winter. \With a chuckle.^ The day after Kate left Portman Square I came to the conclusion that the house needed re-decorating. I'm having it papered and painted from cellar to attic. When it's finished I sha,ll start again. Lady Francis. Fortunately the British workman takes his time. George Winter. But that's not enough. The Middlepool people are nervous about the whole thing. You know Svvalecliffe — he's the Nonconformist minister — one of those confounded busybodies who go poking their noses into everybody's private life. He's on my committee. He and Ford control the dissenting interest between them . . . They've got it into their heads that they want the truth from you. Catherine. Me ? Lady Francis. Who is Ford ? 74 THE TENTH MAN i George "Winter. Oh, he's tlie ricliest man in Middlepool. He's one of my directors on the INIiddlepool Investment Trust. Hard as nails ! Slirewd as they make 'em ! But a Nonconformist to the tips of his fingers. He's just built a Congregational church out of liis own pocket. He's a ccrker to deal with. Lady Francis. But I don't understand. AVhat do these men want Kate to do ? George Winter. They're coming here at five o'clock with Boyce, my agent, to ask Kate if there's any truth in the rumours. Lady Francis. But it's outrageous ! George AVinter. Of course it's outrageous ! But what d'you expect from a parcel of sneaking Middlepool dissenters ? Lady Francis. And what do you expect Kate to say ? George Winter. She's going to say it's the first she's heard of it. Then they're going to ask her if she's divorcing nie, and she's going to — repudiate the suggestion with all the scorn at her command. THE TENTH MAN ,75 Catherine. I refuse to see these people. George Winter. Do you ? Catherine. YSat^ricaUy.^^ Or do you want me to tell them before your face that every word they've heard is true ? Yes, I'll see them. I'll settle the whole thing. And then I shall be rid of this persecution. But I shall tell them the exact truth. George Winter. [Grimly Jtumorous.^ It's not five o'clock yet. [The Butler comes in, folloioed hy Mr. Perigal. This is the Prime Minister. He is a stout Ish man of middle height, clean- shaven, ivith abundant grey hair ivorn long. His face is sensiial, shrewd and bland ; his manner is kindly and re- st7'ained. Mr. Perigal. Thompson. [Exit Lady Francis, [Coixlially.\ My dear Bob, this is kind of you. Perigal. How d'you do? Well, Kate? 76 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. You never come and see us now you're Prime Minister. Perigal. It's a delusion of tlie public that the Prime Minister has nothing to do but pay afternoon calls. [He turns to George Winter.] I'm very glad to see you here. George Winter. On the best possible terms with my mother-in-law. Lady Francis. Well, when are you going to dissolve Parliament ? Perigal. [^Making himself comfortable in an arm-chair.^ I've been so busy, I haven't had time to read the papers for some days. What do the}-^ say about it ? Lady Francis. Don't be irritating. Bob. Perigal, My dear, a wise Prime Minister looks upon it as a privilege to fulfil the intelligent anticipations of the press. Lady Francis. I hope it's not true that you're going to give Emily Lascelies the Home Office ? THE TENTH MAN 77 Perigal. Good heavens, you talk as if your sex were already comfortably installed in the House. Lady Francis. You know perfectly what I mean. It doesn't matter about the men, because all the work is done by the permanent officials. But their wives are quite another matter. I tell you frankly it will be a great mistake if Emily Lascelles goes to the Home Office. Perigal. Why? Lady Francis. She can't entertain. She doesn't know a, word of French. She dresses abominably. Perigal. [Iro7ticaUi/.] That settles it. Emily Lascelles shall not go to the Home Office. George Winter. [With a smile.] That is how history is made. Lady Francis. Oh, George, Frank bought a print of Napoleon the other day that he wants to show you. Do come up, will you ? George Winter. Of course. 78 THE TENTH MAN Lady Francis. George collects things about Napoleon, you know. Perigal. Ah, the Napoleon of Finance. . . . I'm soiiy to hear that Frank is laid up. Lady Francis. Oh, he's much better to-day. We shall only be five minutes. \^She goes out loith George Winter. Perigal. How naturally your mother did that ! It almost took me in. Catherine. \Gravely.^^ Have you come to see me by arrange- ment ? Perigal. I'm up to my eyes in work ! I'm afraid I could hardly find time for a chat in the middle of the after- noon without a rather special object. Catherine. I suppose not. Perigal. But your husband's presence leads me to suppose that your common sense has made my errand un- necessary. Catherine. Haven't you heard of the life we led together ? THE TENTH MAN 79 Perigal. I make a point of never believing the disagreeable things that are said about a man who subscribes so handsomely to the Party funds as your husband. Catherine. Then I have you against me too ? Perigal. My dear child, I've known you all your life. Your mother is my first cousin. We all desire nothing more than your happiness. Catherine. George was served with the petition this morning. Perigal. Ah ! ... It appears that two prominent sup- porters of your husband are coming up from Middle- pool this afternoon to get from your own lips a denial of the rumours that have been circulating in the con- stituency. Catherine. I can promise you that they're not going to get it. Perigal. I wish I could persuade you to pause before you take such an irrevocable step. Catherine. But why should you care ? 8o THE TENTH MAN Perigal. We've been in for six years. We're dissolving Parliament at once. I don't know if we shall get in again. It'll be a very close shave. We can't aftbrd to risk a couple of seats. . . . CatherIxVE. A couple ? PERIC4AL. The Chief Whip tells me that your husband pro- poses to lodge a counter petition. Catherine. If it weren't so odious^ the idea would be laughable. I promise you that . . . Perigal. Yes, yes, of course. Neither you nor Robert Colby has anything to reproach himself with. That is obvious. But . . . well, I gather that the evi- dence is such that a prima facie case could be made out. It would be awkward just at this moment, for all of us — I myself could wish that my relationship to your dear mother weren't quite so close. The British people for some reason always judge moral delin- quencies on the Radical side with great severity. I have always thought it a hardship that the Tories should have a sort of prescriptive right to the more amusing forms of immorality. Catherine. Let us understand one another plainly. Do you THE TENTH MAN 8i mean that if my husband drags Robert C^olby through the Divorce Court, you'll throw Robert overboard, even if his innocence is proved through and through ? Perigal. My dear, no one is so innocent that there's not occasion for many people to shake their heads and say : One never knows. I don't suppose any Prime Minister woLild invite a man to enter his cabinet who'd been co-respondent in a divorce suit. Catherine, of 1 concealment of the fact. It's nothing short of blackmail. George makes no Pertgal. He has a brutal frankness which is sometimes rather engaging. Catherine. Oh, you drive me mad. My whole happiness is at stake, and you can pause to smile at that odious cynicism. . . . You've known Robert and me all our lives. Won't you believe in us? Won't you stand by us ? Perigal. \yery kindly ^^ My dear, in the position entrusted to me I can't take risks. ... I dare say you know that one of the items in our programme is a modified form of compulsory service. I don't know that I altogether like it myself, but it'll take the wind out of the Tory sails, and we've got to do something. S2 THE TENTH MAN Robert has enthusinsm nncl he believes in the measure. He's just the man to pilot it through the House. Catherine. He's Sethis heart on getting the War Office. Perigal. [Smiling.] AYell, you have it in your hands to give it him. Catherine. I ? Does he know that George Winter has made certain threats ? Perigal. I think not. Catherine. Oh, what a responsibility you put upon me. Perigal. That generally goes with power, and at the moment you have that too. Catherine. \After a moment's reflection.] Robert and I have never hidden anything from one another. He wouldn't wish me to decide on a matter that concerns us both so nearly without consulting him. Do you object to my putting the whole thing before him ? Perigal. Not a bit ! But I can tell you at once what his answer will be. He'll say that he loves you, and if THE TENTH MAN ^ 83 lie must choose between you and everything that has seemed to make his life worth living, he chooses you without a moment's hesitation. [Catherine gives a little sigh of relief and delight. Perigal. But while he's in the very act of renouncing the world for your sake, look into his eyes, aud perhaps you'll see in them — oh, only for a moment, and you'll have to look sharply — the shadow, the merest shadow of regret. . . . And perhaps in ten years, when I bring an ill-spent life to a close, you'll say to yourself: If I hadn't sacrificed him, he might be standing now in the shoes of that poor old incom- petent Perigal. Catherine. [^Roarsehj^ more moved than she loishes to show.^^ I don't believe Robert is ambitious. Perigal. You have to be a shrewd observer always to know the difference between ambition and patriotism. Catherine. I could think the world well lost for love. Perigal. Yes, but you're a woman. D'you think a man can ? [Catherine does not answer. Her face ex- ^jr esses the agony of her S2nrit «sPerigal's words sink in. 84 THE TENTH MAN Perigal. May I i-ing and ask if my carriage lias come back ? Catherine. Let me ! \^She rings the hell. Perigal. I asked Colby to fetch me in it so that we might rim down to the House together. \^The Butler enters to announce Robert Colby, and goes out. Thompson. Mr. Colby. Colby. I thought I'd come up for one moment just to say how d'you do. Catherine. \^Forcing some gaiety of manner.^ I should have been furious if you hadn't. Perigal, Of course ! . . . I'll just go up and see your father. Catherine. He will be so pleased, I'll take you up. Perigal. No, no, no, no ! I couldn't hear of it. I can easily find my way. THE TENTH MAN 85 Colby, I'll do my best to entertain you while Mr. Perigal is gone. [Mr. Perigal leaves them, and Colby goes up to he?' gaily. ] I jumped for joy when he sent mo a note asking me to call for him here. Catherine. [Smiling.'] You might have come of your own accord. Colby. I'm always afraid that I shall bore you if I come too often. I rack my brains for plausible excuses to present myself at your front door. . . . What's the matter, Kate? Catherine. With me ? Nothing. Colby. I thought you seemed worried. Catherine. D'you know that you haven't shown the least desire to kiss me ? Colby. I ? My dear, I was obeying your strict commands. Catherine. If you really wanted to, you wouldn't have cared two stiaws for my commands. 86 THE TENTH MAN Colby. [Going towards her.] My darling ! Catherine. Oh no, don't. I don't beg for . . . [She breaks off.'] If you didn't think of it of your own accord, it's too late. Colby. What on earth's the matter with you ? Catherine. If you love me why don't you say so sometimes ? Colby. Good heavens, it's on the tip of my tongue every moment of the day ! I have to hold myself in to prevent falling at your feet and telling you how much I care. Catherine. Oh, forgive me ! If you knew how dreadfully sometimes I long for a word of love ! Colby. [Tahing her in his arms.l Darling ! Catherine. Oh, it's too hard to restrain myself always. Have T been peevish and horrible ? THE TENTH MAN 87 Colby. \Swjiling tenderly .\ Of course nob. Catherine. But I want to know you love me. Colby. Kate! \^He turns her face to him and kisses her on the lij^s. Catherine. [llidi^ig her face and beginning to cry on his shoidder.^ You're all I have in the world. I don't know what I should do if I lost you. Colby. In a very little while now we shall belong to one another for good and all. ^ Catherine. [Looking up, withdraiving herself a little and looking into his eyes.] I wonder how much you love me ? Colby. With all my heart, with all my soul ! Catherine. D'you love me enough to . , . [She hi^eaks o;ff and turns away from him. Colby. Wliat ? 88 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. NotliiDg. I'm being silly and sentimental. [Smilmg.] Let's be wise and as well behaved as we generally are. Colby. I can't understand you this afternoon, Kate. You're so different. Catherine. I shall frighten you. You've never realized that I'm a creature of moods. Are you sure it's wise to link your life to a woman who's capable of making almost a scene without any provocation ? Colby. If you had a bad temper I think I should love it. Catherine. [Chaffing him.] Oh ! Colby. [St7'etching out his hands.] Kate ! Catherine. [Quite cheerfully^ as if she ivere bantering.] I want to put a purely hypothetical case to you. Supposing you had to choose between me and your career — which would you choose ? THE TENTH MAN 89 Colby. [^Smiling. '\ You, of course. Catherine. How glibly you say it ! Colby. Fortunately I shall never be forced to make such a tremendous choice. Catherine. Of course not. Colby, Then why the dickens do you suggest it ? Catherine. Because I'm nervous and restless and rather bored. I wanted to hear you say that you wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice the world for my sake. Colby. You absurd, delightful creature ! \_She is all smiles and coquetry, Suddenly the tears force themselves into her eyes aiul her '" voice breaks. Catherine. Bob! [She stretches out her hands and he takes her in his arms and kisses her passionately ; she breaks away from him and stands panting. 90 THE TENTH MAN Mr. Perigal comes in foUoived hy Francis Etchixgham, irho weavs ou 0116 foot a large felt slip2)er^ and walks with a stick. Perigal. Your father insisted on coming downstairs. Etchingham. I really can't stand my room any longer. And I can walk quite well now. Catherine. I thought Dr. O'Farrell said you were to stay upstairs till to-morrow, father, Etchingham. O'Farrell's an idiot. Colby. [Smiling.] It certainly looks as if you were better when you start abusing your doctor. Perigal. [To Colby.] I hope I haven't kept you waiting? Colby. Not a bit ! Perigal. [Very amiably.] Lady Francis has been showing me an old photograph. THE TENTH MAN 91 Etchingham. [^Settling hiviself heavily into an armchair.^ That little joke of Angela's didn't quite come off. [Catherine gives him a footstool and 2^uts his foot on it. Perigal. I looked at it blankly, and then she said : Don't you remember ? It's so-and-so. It gave me quite a start. It was the photograph of a young lady I'd been so madly in love with that I asked her to bolt with me — married woman and all that sort of thing — and, would you believe it ? thirty years have passed since then, and upon my soul I didn't know her from Adam ! Etohingham. Or Eve ! [Catherine loohs at him gravely, seeing the apj)lication to herself of his story. Colby. You must congratulate yourself. Perigal. Well, my friends, I do. I'm not a high-minded, quixotic fellow like you, and I don't mind telling you that I find it very agreeable to be Secretary for Foreign Affairs and Prime Minister. And yet, at the 92 THE TENTH MAN time, if anyone bad given me the choice between my present position and a trip across Europe with the object of my afiections, I wouldn't have hesitated. Colby. A merciful providence evidently bad you under its care. [Catherine gives a slight start and rises as she hears these ivords, and looks at him steadily/. Perigal. Well, we must be off. "We mustn't let even this charming lady interfere too much with the working of the British Empire. Catherine. Good-bye. Perigal. You must get your mother to show you that photograph. Thirty years ago I thought the little hussy much more attractive than that. \_Ttiinmg to Etchingham.] Good-bye, Fiank. I hope your fcot'll be all right in a day cr two. [Perigal and Colby go out. Etchingham. I remember that little woman quite well. Not much to look at, I wondered at the time what Perisal saw in her. THE TENTH MAN 93 Catherine You don't want me just now, father, do you ? Etchingham, No, dear. Are you going out ? Catherine. I'm only going to my room. I want — I want to be alonfe for a little bit. Etchingham. Oh! l^ljefore she can give any explanation, the Butler comes in to announce Bennett, and she takes advantage of this to inake her escape. Thompson. Mr. Bennett. \Exit, Etchingham, Ah, Mr. Bennett, forgive me if I don't get up. Bennett. I'm glad to see you're better, my lord. Etchingham. Is anything the matter ? Bennett. \Jiur'prised?\^ I thought your lordship expected me. You telephoned ? 94 THE TENTH MAN Etch INGHAM. I? Bennett. Perhaps the Governor . . . Etching HAM. [^Interrupting. ^^ Ah, yes, of course. George didn't mention it. I suppose he wants me to sign cheques. I can do it just as well here as at the office. I expect Mr. Winter is in. Would you mind ringing ? Bennett. Certainly. [Before he can ring, George Winter comes in. George Winter. I've given orders that no one is to be let up until those people arrive from Middlepool. Etchingham. By Jove, I'd forgotten all about them. I say, George, you made a mistake in letting them come. George Winter. And I've told Lady Francis that we shall want this room to ourselves, and no one's to come in without knocking at the door. Etchingham. By the way, was it you who sent for Bennett ? THE TENTH MAN . 95 Geokge Winter. It was. Your gout has come in very handy. Sit clown, Fred. We'd better make ourselves cosy. Quite comfortable, Etchingham ? Etchingham. Quite, thank you. George Winter. Foot all right ? Etchingham. I don't feel it at the moment. [Throughout the next scene George Winter is as gay and jovial as possible. He is thoroughly amused by the tortu7'e he is in- flicting. He plays with Francis Etching- ham as a cat loould with a mouse, George Winter. I thought you might like to know at once that Macdonald's report on the mine has come. Etchingham, Ah, that's good news. Now we can get to work at once. George Winter, Have you got it with you, Fred ? Bennett. Ye.^^ sir. 96 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. I'm sure his lordship would like to have a look at it. Etchixgham. Yes, hand it over, Bennett. This is really a thrill- ing moment. I believe I'm going to make my fortune at last. George Winter. As you justly remark, it's a thrilling moment. [Bennett takes the report out of a desjmtch- case and hands it to Etchingham. Etchingham. Impressive document, isn't it ? [He smoothes it out and begins to read, George Winter ivatches him vnth a certain amusement. George Winter. Bather technical, isn't it? Etchingham. \Someiijhat irritably.] Upon my soul, I don't know why Macdonald can't put it into plain English ? George Winter. I'm thankful he didn't put it any plainer. Etchingham. I must honestly confess that I don't quite grasp what he means. THE TENTH MAN 97 George Winter. I thought you wouldn't. Tlie long and the short of it can be told in two words. Etchingham. [Putting down the report with a slight sigh of relief .^ Ah! George Winter. The mine was practically worked out when we bought it. There's no gold there worth speaking of. We've been done in the eye, and we're eighty thousand pounds to the bad. \There is a moment's pause. ETCHiNcnAM looks at George Winter blankly, Bennett glances nervously from 07ie to the other. Etchingham. [Hardly able to speak, his tongue sticking to his throat.^ You're — you're joking ! George Winter. Read the report. Etchingham. [Looking at it helplessly.^ Then . . . George Winter. Your fortune is beginning to look rather silly, isn't it? So's mine. Etchingham. Is this true, Mr. Bennett ? 98 THE TENTH MAN Bennett. I'm afraid it is, my lord. Etching HAM. My God ! What's to be done now ? George Winter. What do you think ought to be done ? Etch INGHAM. I? George Winter, You're chairman of the Syndicate. Your opinion can't fail to be valuable. Etchingham. [Hesitatingly.] We must just pocket our Joss. George Winter. H'm! Bennett. With things in their present state a loss like that is about as much as we can stand. Etchingham. The slump must come to an end soon. George Winter. We've been saying that for the last two months. THE TENTH MAN 99 Etchingham. Then what the deuce is to be done ? George Winter. That's what we're asking you. Bennett. We've got the Lewishams to reckon with. George Winter. N^ow's tlieir time to make a raid on us. Etchingham. [Iloarsel)/.] It doesn't mean that we smash up, George ? George Winter. [Taking out his ivatch.] Boyce will be here in a quarter of an hour. Etchingham. George, don't play the fool now. I've put all my eggs in this basket. I thought I was going to be rich at last. I wanted to get out of the whole thing. I wanted to live quietly and comfortably. Bennett. What are you going to do. Governor ? George Winter. [Looking at Etchingham.] Suppress the report. [Bennett gives a start, but does not speak. 100 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. Go ahead as if \ve believed in the mine. We've got the Government expprt's report on which we bought the thing. We'll put that in the prospectus. Etchingham. Bat isn't that dishonest? Very. George ! George Winter. Etching nAM. George Winter. It's an axiom in mining circles that when you've got hold of a rotten thing the proper course is to pass it on to the British public. Etchingham. The public will find out there's no gold there when you pay no dividends. George Winter. Oh, we'll pay dividends for a year or two. By then we shall have turned the corner, and we'll find another carrot for the British public. Etchingham. But you say yourself it's dishonest. George Winter. There's another point you seem to have forgotten, THE TENTH MAN ^ loi EtchixghAM. What is that ? [George Winter pauses and looks at Mm for an instant reflectively. George Winter. We paid for the mine with money that didn't belong to us. Etchingiiam. What d'you mean ? George Winter. We're in exactly the same position as the shop-boy who sneaks five bob from his master's till to put it on a horse. If the horse comes in he puts it back, and if it doesn't, he get's a month's hard labour. . . . We shall get seven years. Etchingham. What are you talking about, George ? George Winter. Has it escaped your memory that you and I are Directors of the Middlepool Investment Trust ? Etchingham. Well? George Winter. We had to plank down eighty thousand pounds within twenty-four hours or lose the mine. I02 THE TENTH MAN Bennett. It looked like a certainty. George Winter. At that moment it was impossible for us to raise anj'thing like that sum. The bank held a hundred thousand pounds of bearer bonds for the Middlepool Investment Trust. They delivered them on an order signed by you, me, and Bennett. We borrowed on them and completed the purchase of a worthless mine. Etchingham. But I've never signed anything. Bennett. Yes, you did, my lord. They wouldn't have deli- vered the bonds without. Etchingham. Then my signature's been forged. George Winter Don't you remember one day, after an excellent luncheon at Pym's, you were just off to a wedding, and I asked you to come up into the office and sign some papers ? Etchingham. But I never looked at them. I didn't know . . . George Winter. [Interrujiting blandl//.] Ah, that's your affair. THE TENTH MAN 103 Etchingham, [IndignajitlT/.] I shall go to the police. George Winter. D'yoLi think you'v^e got a plausible story to tell them ? It sounds devilish improbable that a busi- ness man, a chairman of half a dozen companies, should sign documents without looking at them. Bennett and I will swear that you carefully read everything tliat was put before you — as, indeed, was your duty, my dear friend — and fully understood the nature of your act. Etchingham. Mr. Bennett, you'll testify that I never realized for a moment what I was doing. You told me they were purely formal documents. I saw George sign them. I added my signature without hesitation. George Winter. I think Mr. Bennett would be more than human if he cleared you at his own expense. Bennett. If there were any trouble, my lord, I should have to tell the truth. Etchingham. That's just what I want you to do. Bennett. I should have to say that you agreed with us in I04 THE TENTH MAN the necessity of borrowing the bonds with tiie idea of putting them back as soon as we'd floated the company, and that you signed the order to the bank with full knowledge of the seriousness of your act. George Wixter. What is truth, said jesting Pilate. Bennett. You're just as deep in it as we are, my lord. Etchingham. Oh, my God ! George Winter. It's no use losing one's head because one's in a tight place. Etchingham. You've tricked me. You're a common swindler. in a month w^e may all be in prison. George Winter. I hear they make you very comfortable there nowadays. Etchingham. Well, I see my duty before me. I didn't know, but now there can be no excuse for me. I must go to Scotland Yard at once. I shall make a clean breast of the whole thirjg. George Winter. D'you think that'll help you ? It may mean five years instead of seven THE TENTH MAN 105 Etchingham. Every one will know that I'm incapable of such an act. George Winter. Don't be a silly fool. Listen to me. We've got you tight. If we go under, you go under too. Let there be no doubt in your mind about that. Etchingham. I must do my duty. George Winter. Your duty is to keep your head and help us out of the mess as best you can. Etchingham. But nothing can be done. The mine's worthless. How are we to raise eighty thousand pounds ? George Winter. We've got six weeks before we need replace the bonds. If we can do it by then no one will ever know they've left the cellars of the bank. Etchingham. There's no more chance of replacing them in six weeks than there is the day after to-morrow. George Winter. Yes, there is, if we can float the company. That's where you come in. I've got to keep my seat. I ic6 THE TENTH MAN want all my prestige. I can't have a divorce. You must go to Kate at once, and tell her that the only way she can save you from prison is by telling these men who are coming from IMiddlepool that she has no cause for complaint against me. Etchingham. Good God ! I'd forgotten Kate. Bennett. It's only by going on now that we can save our- selves and the money that's invested in our companies. Etchingham. [Irritably.^ You wouldn't have got into such a mess w^ith Kate if you hadn't made such a damned fool of yourself. Why couldn't you leave these women alone ? George Winter. [With a chuckle.^ My dear fellow, you speak as if I were to blame. They simply flung themselves into my arms. It w^ould have been very rude if I hadn't occasionally pressed them to my bosom. Bennett. It's not much the Governor asks you, my lord. Etchingham. To go and tell my daughter that I'm a thief and a swindler, and throw myself on her mercy 1 THE TENTH MAN 107 George Winter. That's it. Etchingham. I'll see you damned first ! George AVixter. Tlie alternative is prison . . . It's not very nice, penal servitude— is it, Fred ? You know all about it. You can tell him. Bennett. [With a gasp.^ Governor ! Etchingham. What does he mean ? George Winter. Fred's a solicitor who was struck off the rolls. He was sentenced to three years for misappropriating a client's money. Etchingham. Good God ! Is that true, Mr. Bennett ? Bennett. [Ashamed.'] Yes, my lord. Etchingham. I never knew. George Winter. Of course you didn't. It's not the kind of thing io8 THE TENTH MAN you'd expect him to brag about, is it ? But it'll go wor.-e with him if we'ie found out, because he's been at it before. Tell him what it's like, Fred. Bennett. \With agony. ^ Oh, Governor, don't ! George Winter. I knew him before he went in. His name was Feltman then. And when they let him out I took him because I felt sure he had everything to gain by sticking to me, and everything to lose by giving me away. Etchingham. My God ! George Winter. He can tell you what you're in for. What the broad arrow's like to wear, and what the food's like to eat. And the work — it's a healthy life, regular hours — you're strong for your age. I don't see why you shouldn't break stones in the quarries with the rest of us. Hour after hour with your back feeling as if it were going to break, and your arms aching, aching, but not so badly as your heart. [Bennett breaks doioi and sobs, dijfficidtly trying to restrain himself. George Winter. And you count the days, three hundred and sixty- five in a year, and j^ou wonder if they'll ever come to THE TENTH MAN 109 an end. And your mind keeps on working. It woukln't be so bad if you were a brainless hulk like the man who's sweating away be.'-ide you ; but you think, and you can't help thinking. And you curse yourself. And you think of the people outside who are free to do as they like, and you think of the spring-time and the flowers, and you think of the pleasant streets of London. And then there's the regret which wrings your heart day after day, and you wish — you wish a thousand times you were dead. You sleep, you're too tired not to, even though you've got hunger gnawing at your vitals, for you're hungry, always hungry — and in your sleep you dream that you're back again in your home, happy and comfortable ; and when you wake up and feel your hard prison bed, you cry like a child. Bennett. Oh, my God ! My God ! George Winter. And then when you come out, it's not over. You slink along the streets, feeling that it's written on your forehead for every one to see, and your heart beats when you catch sight of a policeman. And at night it all comes back to you. You see it again, the warders, the convict gang, the prison food, and your back aches with the labour. And you wake shriek- ing with terror, shrieking, shrieking ! [There is a pause. Etchingham looks straight in front of him unth dull, stony eyes. Bennett cowers brokenly, trembling in no THE TENTH MAN every limb. There is a knock at the door. Taj)., tap., tap. Even George Winter starts and a shiver runs throucjh him. The knocking is repeated. George Winter. [Angry ivith his own nervousness.] Wlio the devil's that ? Come in ! The Butler enters. George Winter. What is it ? I told yon we weren't to be disturbed. Thompson. The gentlemen have come, sir. [George Winter reflects for an instant, and gives Etchingham a 7'a2)id glance. George Winter. I'll ring when you can show them up. Thompson. Very good^ sir. , [Fxit. George Winter. [Abruptly.] Now go to Kate, tell her what I've told you, and say the only way she can save you is by giving in. Etchingham. [Hoa^'sely.] I'll see you damned first. George Winter. [Astoimded.] What ! THE TENTH MAN iii Etchingham. [Gathering strength and courage.] I tell you I won't. And you can go to Hell ! Bennett. My lord, you don't know what you're doing. George Winter. [Uardly able to believe his ears.] D'you mean to say you refuse to speak to Kate ? Etchingham. If I speak to li^r it'll only be to tell her that you're a rotten scoundrel, and it's worth her while to put up with anything to be rid of you. George Winter. It means seven years, you know that, don't you ? Etchingham. For you and that dirty convict there. George Winter. You think you can get off by turning on us, but you can't. We've got you tight. Etchingham. You miserable fellow, d'you think I shall try to escape my penalty ? 112 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. [With angry imjxitience.] It's tomfoolery. We haven't got time for highfalutin now. Those fellows cant be kept waiting all night. Kate's the only person who can save us, and you . . . Etchixgham, [Tltrowing the icords at him.] I tell you I won't. You've made a catspaw of me. And you thought you'd only got to say the word and I'd come to heel. George Winter. [Contemptuously.] You's^e done it often enough before. Bennett. Don't expect any mercy from him, my lord. He'll do you in as sure as eggs is eggs. Etchingham. I don't want any mercy. You think you've got me tight. Don't you know that I've got a way of escape whenever I choose to take it. George Winter. What are you going to do ? Etchingham. That's my business. [George Winter understands; he draics a long breath. THE TENTH MAN 113 Bennett. \_In a whisper.^ \ What does he mean, Governor ? Geoege Winter. D'you think you'd have the courage ? Bennett. \Understanclmg^^ Ah ! . . . I tried it once, but I couldn't do it. My hand shook. I let them take me. George Winter. [Bedectively.] I hadn't thought of that. You can shoot yourself. Etchingham. [Bitterb/ sai^castic] I'm obliged to you for the permission. George Winter. We drove him too far, Fred, We've made a mess of it. Etchingham. You have, a confounded mess. [He gets u]) and hobbles across the room towards the door. George Winter intercepts him. George Winter. Where are you going ? Etchingham. [Insolently.^ Get out of my way, you damned bounder. [George Winter looks at him for a moment and steps aside. u. 114 T^iE TENTH MAN George Wixter. \]Vith a grim smilei] It is plain that you don't think there's anything more to be got out of me. Etchingham. \]Vith a wave of the hand.] I wish you a pleasant time at Portland, gentlemen. George Winter. Ring the bell, Fred. [Etchingiiam stops as he hears the order and turns round. Bennett. That'll bring those men up. Don't you remember you told . . . George AVinter. [^Interrupting.] Ring the bell, damn you ! [Bennett, without a ivord, presses the button. Etchingham comes hack into the middle of the room. Etchingham. What are you going to do ? George Winter. Hulloa, I thought you were routing out your pistols by now. Etchingham. You're not going to see those fellows ? THE TENTH MAN 115 Bennett. They'll insist on seeing Mrs. Winter. George Winter. Then I shall send for her. Etchingham. Oh, you needn't think she'll back you up in your confounded lies. George Winter. [Blandly.] Anyhow, I dare say you'd like to wait and see. Etchingham. [Suspiciously/.] Have you got something up your sleeve ? George Winter. My dear fellow, our sex would be at an impossible disadvantage in its dealings with the other, if it were not for the most obstinate of all their passions. . . . Self-sacrifice. Etchingham. You're counting on that ? George Winter. You've given Kate such a training in it that I can't help thinking it has become a h ibit. Il6 THE TENTH MAN EtCHINGHAM. I ^voll't say a word to move her. [lie flings himself heavihj into a chair. Already half his heroic resolutions have evaporated. George AVinter watches him with cynical aimcsement. George Winter. Like all great men I leave as little as possible to chance. Etchingham. [With a start.] Perigal ? George Winter. That's it. Bennett. D'you think there's a chance, Governor ? George Winter. We must risk it. It's the last fling. [The Butler ushers in Mr. Swalecliffe, James Ford and Colonel Boyce. Mr. Swalecliffe is a Nonconforimst Minister, clean shaven, with a salloic grave face. James Ford is a wealthy man, a pillar oj the Noncouformist church in Middlepool and a local politiciaii of ionpoj'tance ; he is a large man, stout, oldish, badly dressed, with a slight North Country accent ; he gives the imjwession of shrewdness, but also THE TENTH MAN 1 17 of coiivplete honesty and straightforiuard- ness. CoLOXEL Boyce, ivho is George Winter s acjent^ is spare and tall, bronzed, vnth grey hair and a grey loaxed moustache ; alert, neatly dressed and dajyper. He is the kind of retired military man icho may be seen by the score in Bath, Tunbridge Wells or Cheltenham. Thompson. Mr. Swalecliffe, Mr. James Ford, Colonel Boyce. [Exit, George Winter. How d'yoii do ? I'm delighted to see you ! I hope I haven't kept you waiting? James Ford. Not a bit ! It's of no consequence. George Winter. Let me introduce you to my father-in-law. Mr, Swalecliffe — Lord Francis Etchingham. [Mr. Swalecliffe bows stiffly. He is not going to open his mouth if h-i can help it. George Winter. Mr. James Ford. James Ford. Pleased to meet you, Lord Francis. ii8 THE TENTH MAN Etchingham. It's very kind of you to say so. George Winter. When I suggested to Lord Francis that it would be more convenient for you to come here, he put his house at my disposal. My wife is staying here, you know. We're doing up the house in Portman Square, atid she can't stand the smell of paint. Boyce. [^Anxious to make things easy^ Naturally. I don't like it myself. George Winter. How is your wife, Mr, Swalecliffe ? Well, I trust. Swalecliffe. Thank you. George Winter. And the children ? Swalecliffe. Yes, thank you. George Winter. Now sit down and make yourselves comfortable, won't you ? Have you had tea ? James Ford. Yes, thank you. THE TENTH MAN 119 BOYCE. [Rather pompously.^ I took them into my club. CIeorge AVinter. Will you have a drink? I can recommend my father-in-law's whisky. I know it's no good offering you one, Mr. Swalecliffe ? James Ford. Boyce and I had a little drop of Scotch to our tea. George Wixter. Then we'll get to business at once, shall we ? Swalecliffe. [Clearing his throat.]^ I should like to say, before we go any further, that it is with the greatest regret that Mr. Ford and I have come up to London on such an errand. James Ford. There's been a lot of gossip in Middlepool, and, well, we thought the shortest way to settle it was . . . Boyce. I personally don't think this is a matter of which the committee ought to take any notice. A man's private life is his private life, and . . . James Ford. That's all very well, Colonel. Winter's an old friend 120 THE TENTH MAN of mine. We've had business dealings together for the past twenty years. But . . . well, it's a question of winning the election or losing it. There's never l)een much in it one way or another, and fifty votes more or less will make all the difference. SWALECLIFFE. I want to tell you frankly, Mr. Winter, that I should feel it my duty to vote against you, if there were any truth in the reports that have been going about. And I should feel it my duty to advise my congregation to follow my example. George Winter. That's clear enough in all conscience. Gentlemen, the best answer I can make to you is that I receive you in my father-in-law's house. My wife is upstairs in her mother's boudoir. I give you my word of honour that there is not the smallest shadow of truth in any single syllable that you have heard. I have issued a writ for libel ao'ainst the Herald, and . . . BOYCE. Surely that ought to satisfy anyone. James Ford. Well, it doesn't satisfy me. George Winter. Perhaps you would like my father-in-law to tell you that every word I say is scrupulously true ? THE TENTH MAN ^ 121 SWALECLIFFE. We don't doubt your word, Mr. Winter, hut we came to London with a particular object. BOYCE. I must say I thought from the beginning it was open to the gravest question. James Ford. The committee discussed it at length, and the majority agreed that . . . George Winter. [Rising.'\ Of course, of course, Etchingham, will you give these gentlemen the assurance ? Etchingham. \After a moment's hesitati07i.] I think the whole thing's damned impertinent. BOYCE. That's exactly what I said. James Ford. [QuietlT/.] You're only wasting time, Winter. Swalecliffe. We made up our minds that we must have a certain assurance from the lips of Mrs. Winter. 122 THE TENTH MAN Then we can go back to Middlepool with comfortable minds. George AVintek. [7Vf/i7i(j bluster.] D'you mean to say you wish to cross-examine my wife i SWALECLIFFE. I merely wish her to answer the questions that were put to you in Colonel Boyce's letter on behalf of the committee. George Winter. [Preie7idi7ig tojly into a violent ixmsion?^ No decent woman would stand it. I refuse to ask my wdfe to expose herself to such a degradation. James Ford. That means that you don't represent Middlepool in the next, Parliament, George Winter. George Winter. I'd sooner lose my seat than expose a defenceless woman to such humiliation. You can go and tell that to your committee and be damned to you ! Swalecliffe. But we came up from Middlepool on the under- standing that we were to see your wife, Mr. Winter. George Winter. My wife is in very delicate health. THE TENTH MAN 123 James Ford. AVe shan't keep her more than five minutes. You'd be wise to let common sense get the better of your pretty sentiments. \There is a slight pause. George Winter realizes that he cannot hluf them out of their determination : he goes over silently and 7nngs the hell. George Winter. Very well. James Ford. I think it's the best thing, you know. George Winter. But if my wife refuses to answer I warn you that I shall not say a word to persuade her. I think the whole thing's a perfect scandal. The Butler entet^s. George Winter. Tell Mrs. Winter that Lord Francis and I would be very much obliged if she'd come to the drawing- room for one moment. Thompson. Very good, sir. [Exit. BOYCE. I wish you to know that I have expressed myself very strongly all through against this proceeding. 124 THE TENTH MAN James Ford. Sliut up, Boyce. When we want your opinion we'll ask for it. \They luait in silence. In a moment Catherine comes in. George Winter. These are the gentlemen of whom I spoke to you. Gentlemen, here is my wife. James Ford. [Cordially.'] How d'you do, Mrs. Winter ? Pleased to see you. Catherine. [With a smile.] How d'you do? James Ford. We've not had the pleasure of welcoming you in Middlepool for some time. Catherine. I've not been very well lately. Swalecliffe. [To George Winter.] Will you put the question to Mrs. Winter that we set in our letter to you of the day before yesterday ? George Winter. No, sir. If you're not ashamed to ask the question you may ask it yourself, THE TENTH MAN 125 ft SWALECLIFFE. I am a stninger to Mrs. Winter. The matter requires some explanation. James Ford. It's no use making any bones about it, SwaleclifFe. Mrs. Winter, I'm sorry to put you in tliis position, but there it is, and it can't be helped. There are busybodies everywhere, and Middlepool has its fair share of them. There's been a lot of gossip about you and your good man, and if we don't look out it'll lose him the election. Catherine. What do you want me to say to you ? James Ford. Well, we want to be able to go back to Middlepool and tell them we've had it from your own lips that there's no truth in these reports. [There is a 2jause. Etchingham can hardly hear his anxieti/. Bennett is trying to hide his agitation. George Winter looks at her ivith a smile. Catherine arid James Ford confront one another, and she looks at him steadily. Catherine. That you may do. [Etchingham cnnnot prevent a little gasp of relief, hut George Winter makes no sign. 126 THE TENTH MAN SWALECLIFFE. You have no intention of divorcing your husband ? Catherine. None whatever. SWALECLIFFE. You've never had any intention ? George Winter, [Impatiently.^ Good lord, isn't that enough for you ? James Ford. [Kindly.'] Yes, yes, we won't bother you any more. Thank you, very much ! And I'm glad that you've put our minds at rest. George Winter, shake hands. George Winter. I'll shake hands with you, but I can't help saying that I could have expected more charity, more confi- dence in me from men who make a practice of belief in the Christian Church. James Ford. [Unmoved by the rebuke.] That's all right. SWALECLIFFE. I can understand your vexation, Mr. Winter. But we were in a very difficult position. THE TENTH MAN 127 ft James Ford. Anyhow, we must get along, and if we look sharp we'll catch the 5.40 back to Middlepool. Good afternoon to yon, Mrs, Winter. Good afternoon, gentlemen. George "Winter. Mr. Bennett will show you out. Good-bye. Good- bye, Boyce. I shall be up at Middlepool in a day or two . . . \As they are going out.] Oh, by the way, Boyce, a little bit of information for you — Robert Colby's going to the War Office in the New Cabinet. end of the second act. THE THIRD ACT • The scene is a spacious sitting-room in the Palace Hotel at Middlepool. It is sumptuously furnished vnth the lack of taste peculiar to such apartments. Everything is large and rich and rather stiff. It is obvious that the decorations have been carried out on contract hy a first-rate firm. They are calculated to give the business man ivho engages the room the impression that he is getting his money s icorth. On the left is a large French loindow^ ojyening to the floor and looking on the square in front of the hotel. At the back is a door leading into George Winter's bedroom. On the right are tiro doors ; one leads i7iio the jmssage, and the other is that of Catherine's room. There is a telephone on the table. It is some iveeks later, between ten and eleven on the m.orning of the election. Lord Francis Etchingham, Fred Bennett, James Ford, Colonel Boyce, and Mr. Swalecliffe, Mr. Swalecliffe is standing at the window. When the curtain rises there is an excited buzz of con- versation. Boyce is at the telephone. 128 THE TENTH MAN 129 BOYCE. [^Speaking into the receive?'.] Yes, Colonel Boyce. Be sure you don't make a mistake. SWALECLIFFE. • I can't imagine what's become of him. One would have thought . . , Etchingham. [To Colonel Boyce.] If he's not there, you'd better try somewhere else. James Ford. [Shouting.] For goodness' sake let me hear myself speak. [These speeches are said simultaneously, and immediately afterwards is heard the dull roar of a train passing through the station, and a long, shrill whistle. Etchingham starts 7iervously. Etchingham. Oh, confound those trains. James Ford. [Impatiently.] I should have thought you'd got used to them by now. Etchingham. Good Lord, I've not slept for a week. They go on all night. I 130 THE TENTH MAN Bennett. They worried me a bit last night. And when I did get to sleep I heard them whistling away through my dreams. BOTCE. They don't seem to trouble Winter. Etchingham. If they did I suppose he wouldn't come to this hotel, James Ford. []\^oddmg in the direction of George Winter's room.] He sleeps next door, doesn't he ? BOYCE, He told me he slept like a top last night. Bennett, [Swiultaneously,] He looked as fresh as paint this morning. Etchingham. And his room's practically on the line. James Ford. Oh, nonsense. Etchingham. Yes, it is. You just walk down a flight of steps into the garden, and there you are within twenty feet of the line. THE TENTH MAN 131 James Ford. Worst place in Middlepool for a hotel. I told them so when they came to me about it. Wanted me to put money in it. Not me. SWALECLIFFE. [^Breaking in before James Ford has finished.^ Surely Mr. Winter ought to be here by now. James Ford. You won't make him come any quicker by looking out of the window. BOYCE. Every moment's valuable. Something ought to be done at once. Etchingham. [^Interrupting.^ Don't you know where he is, Colonel ? BOYCE. He was booked to speak to the men at Parker and Gibbons at 10.30. But you know what he is. Half a dozen places at once. He's about the most difficult person to catch I know. SWALECLIFFE. Have you sent down to Parker and Gibbons ? BOYCE. Yes, of course I have ; I've sent a dozen fellows after him to tell him to come to the hotel at once. 132 THE TENTH MAN Bennett. [Talking through.^ You've been careful ? You've not . . .? BOYCE. You don't think I'm a beginner at tiiis game, do you ? Bennett. Well, I didn't know how you'd made him under- stand what had happened. James Ford. He's not made him understand. When "Winter's told he's expected at the Palace at once he'll guess something's in the wind. SWALECLIFFE. You're sure he won't go to the Committee Rooms ? BOYCE. If he does he'll be sent on. I thought it would cause a lot of gossip if we had a meeting there. That's why I suggested the hotel. Etchingham. [^Tntero'uj^fting .^^ I wash to goodness you wouldn't look so depressed, Mr, Swaleclifie. •SWALECLIFFE, You're a business man, Mr. Ford. D'3'ou think there's any truth in this article ? THE TENTH MAN 133 James Ford. You'd better ask Lord Francis. He's chairman of the new company; I'm only an investor. Bennett. Of course there's nothing in it. The whole thing's a malicious libel. James Ford. Well, we'll hear what Winter's got to say about it. Etchingham. [Simultaneously.^ My Lord, I wish he'd come. Bennett. [2^0 James Ford,] You don't mean to say you think there's anything in it ? James Ford. I've applied for ten thousand shares. You don't suppose I like it when an article comes out in a financial paper on the day of issue that the mine's practically w^orked out, a.nd Winter's expert has reported that the ore's not worth the cost of crushing, BOYCE. Everybody wlio's got a penny to spare in Middle- pool has applied for shares. James Ford. George Winter told me it was the biggest thing he'd ever had. 134 T^i^ TENTH MAN Bennett. He's never let you down before. Why should he let you down now ? James Ford. I don't say he's let me down. But he told me to put my shirt on it, and ... I don't want ten thousand worthless shares. BOYCE. The damnable thing is that it should happen on the day of the election. Etchingham. It would be monstrous if people didn't vote for him because of an article in a London newspaper. BoYCE. You know what people are. They lose their heads. The seat has always been won and lost on the wobblers. James Ford. Oh, the first thing is to win the seat. SWALECLIFFE. Well, we shan't do that unless Mr. Winter comes at once and we make up our minds what to do. Etchingham. Ring up the Committee Rooms, Boyce, and ask if anything's been heard of him. THE TENTH MAN 135 BOYCB. All right. I'll do that. SWALECLIFFE. I was never so taken aback as when Boyce showed me the telephone message from London. Etchingham. When do the London papers get here, Mr. Ford ? James Ford. They ought to be here by half-past ten. Boyce. \Speaking into the receiver,'] Put me on 78, will you ? Etchingham. [Simultaneously.] Why the devil don't they bring them in ? Bennett. Don't worry. I've told a waiter to bring them as soon as they arrive. Boyce. \At the telephone.] I say, is that you, Masters? Has Mr. Winter been there ? Well, send Rogers. Here. No, here, confound you ! The Palace. [^Putting down the receiver.] No, nothing's been seen of him since early this morning. 136 THE TENTH MAN Etchingham. I wonder what the other side are going to do when they hear this. James Ford. Oh, don't you be afraid. They heard about the attack as soon as ever we did. Bennett. You ought to have held the line and prevented them from getting on to London. BOYCE. Good God, one can't think of everything at once. Etchingham. It seems to me the whole thing has been about as disgracefully mismanaged as it could be. BoYCE. If you'd ever tried to run an election you'd know it wasn't so easy as all that. Etchingham. I'm not an election agent. It's not my business. James Ford. Come, come, gentlemen, it's no good quarrelling ab)ut it. \^l'hesG three speeches are spoken at once. THE TENTH MAN 137 SWALECLIFFE. How is the polling going on ? BOYCE. Oh, I think we shall have the heaviest poll we've ever had. James Ford. Of course there'll be some slackening off just now. A lot of working men voted when the polling stations opened. BOYCE. There'll be twice as many at the dinner-hour. SWALECLIFFE. You don't know what the Tories are doing, Colonel ? BoYCE. I should think I did know. They're going to set up the article as soon as it comes in. Etchingham. The whole article ? BOYCE. The whole confounded thing. James Ford. And placard the streets with it. They've made arrangements to print off a thousand, and they've got their bill stickers all ready and waiting. 138 THE TENTH MAN E'rCHINGnAM. It's infamous. James Ford. Nonsense ! It's business. We'd have done the same if we'd had the luck to get such a stick as this to beat Morrison with the very morning of the election. SWALECLTFFE. The comfort is, they don't know Morrison and they do know Winter. James Ford. That's the danger, too. They may know him too well. Etchingham. I don't know what the devil you mean by that. You seem to forget that you're speaking of my son- in-law. James Ford. Oh, we're not here to pay one another compliments. Bennett. If you'll wait a minute or two he'll be here himself and you can say to him anything you want to. BOYCE. What I can't make out is why he chose this par- ticular day to bring out his company. Bennett. He didn't think the election would take place just yet. THE TENTH MAN 139 James Ford. Every one's beeu talking of a general election for the last two months. Bennett. You know it was sprung upon us at the end. SWALECLIFFE. Couldn't he have kept the issue back ? Etchingham. He'd got everything fixed up by then. James Ford. [jSpeakioig through.^ Of course he could. It was only his obstinacy. I told him it was a bad time to give an American issue to the public. Etchingham. Well, you weren't obliged to apply for shares, were you? James Ford. Tell me something I don't know next, will you ? Etchingham. I can tell you there's no harm in keeping a civil tongue in your head. James Ford. Thank you, I don't want lessons in manners from you. I40 THE TENTH MAN Bennett. You won't do yourselves much good by losing your tempers. SWALECLIFFE. Why doesn't Mr. Winter come ? BOYCE. I dare say he's sent his car to take some one to the poll and he's had to walk. Etchingham. It seems to me that you've bungled everything you could. BOYCE. I don't know why the devil you should blame me, [-i icaiter comes in ivith news2)a2Jers on a tray. Bennett. Here they are at last. \They crowd round the waiter and. tal:e the papers from him. The ivaiter goes out. Etchingham. Thank God, cow we shall know the worst, BOYCE. The Financial News, James Ford. No, that's got nothing. THE TENTH MAN 141 Bennett. Here it is. The Financial Standard, James Ford. Give it me. [ZTe takes the j^aper from Bennett and opens it. Etchingham watches him anxiously, Swalecliffe. I wish to goodness I'd never thought of stocks and shares. I knew it was wrong. Oh, what a punish- ment ! James Ford. [^Impatiently. ^^ We can't all read the paper at once. Bennett. Spread it out on the table. That's the best way. [Bennett and Ford rapidily run their eyes down the article. Bennett. Steep, isn't it ? James Ford. If the Tories print this it'll about bust us. Etchingham. The whole thing's a pack of lies. It's scandalous that such methods should be used to influence an election. 142 ■ THE TENTH MAN James FoRDr [To SwALECLiFFE.] D'you want to read it? SWALECLIFFE. What does it say ? Bennett. Merely what they phoned down from London. James Ford. But it puts it about as hot as I've ever seen a financial article. Etchingham. D'you think it'll interfere with the issue ? James Ford. It'll bust it. Etchingham. Can't something be done to find Winter ? BOYCE. All we can do is to wait. Etchingham. Hang it all, we can't go on waiting, and waiting, and waiting. Isn't there one of you who can do something ? James Ford. Keep your head, man, that's about the best thing you can do. [Edward O'Donnell hurries in. THE TENTH MAN 143 O'DONNELL. It's all right. I've got him. Etchingham. Thank God. O'DONNELL. I told him to hurry up. He was just going to speak to some fellows in a factory. SWALECLIFFE. He's coming ? O'DoNNELL. Yes, rather. He said he'd be here in a jift'y. James Ford. Did he want to know what it was about ? O'DONNELL. There was no time for him to ask. And he was talking to a whole crowd when I found him. SWALECLIFFE. He knows it's important ? Bennett. Don't be afraid about that. If he says he'll come at once, he'll come. BOYCE. Here he is* 144 THE TENTH MAN Etchinguam. [At the same ime.] At last. [George Winter comes in and surveys them for a moment. He smiles sardonically. George Winter. Quite a party. Etchingham. We thought you were never coming. George Winter. What-s the trouble ? James Ford. [Pointing to the imper.^ That's the trouble. Bennett. The Financial Standard has got an attack on the Campo del Oro. George Winter. [Calmly.'] Is that all ? James Ford. It's a good deal. George Winter. The Lewishams have got The Fina^icial Standard in their pockets. James Ford. You read it. THE TENTH MAN . 145 SWALECLIFFE. They say there's no gold in the mine. George Winter. What do they know about it ? They've not been there and my expert has. James Ford. That's just it. They say you're floating it on the report the owners gave you when you bought it, and you're holding back Macdonald's. George Winter. [Lookbig ovei' the article.^ It's extraordinaiy what a lot the papers know. [2%e telephone rings ^ What is it ? \^Ile listens for a moment.^ London call. You'd better go and speak to them, Fred. ^Down the 7'eceiver.] No, don't connect with me. Mr. Bennett will come along. [Bennett goes out.] It's one of my brokers. Now let's go on. As abuse I don't really think very much of it. I could have said much unpleasanter things about myself. Swalecliffe. You seem to take it very calmly. George AVinter. I've not been fighting the Lewishams for ten years without getting some pretty hard words broken on my back. 146 THE TENTH MAN James Ford. D'you see tliut bit about where the money came from ? ExcniNGHAM. I didn't see that. George Winter. I'll read it you, shall I ? [Beading.] " It is stated that Mr. Winter paid eighty thousand pounds for this precious mine. It would perhaps be interesting to inquire how he was able to raise such a sum at a time not only of general stringency, but of peculiar difficulty in the Central American market. Perhaps Ml'. Winter, like King Midas, is able to turn inlo gold everything he touches and he may have been able to change his office furniture into precious met.'il. Perhaps not." Childish, isn't it ? Do they think I'm going to let out my little trade secrets to please them ? James Ford. But where did you get the money ? [Etchixgham gives a slight start, hut George Winter remains i:>erjectly cool, George Winter. My dear fellow, you don't suppose I stole it, do you? That's where the born financier comes in. He makes money as a conjurer makes a white rabbit appear out of a silk handkerchief. THE TENTH MAN . 147 James Ford. [Drill/.] A very satisfactory explanation. [For an instant, hardly perceptible to the others, the eyes of George Winter and James Ford meet. George Winter. But that's hardly the point, is it ? [During the rest of the scene James Ford is thinking the matter over. His eyes rest on George Winter as if he ivere trying to guess something. Boyce. Something must be done at once. George Winter. Have the Tories got hold of it ? Boyce. They're printing the article on posters. George Winter. Nuisance, isn't it ? [He pauses to reflect for a 'tnoment. Mr. SwALECLiFFE breaks in upon his thoughts. SWALECLIFFE. Is there any truth at all in that article, Mr. Winter ? 148 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. Kot a word, SWALECLIFFE, It puts me in a very awkward position, George Winter. What's the matter with you ? SwALECLIFFE. I thought the shares would go to a premium before they were issued. George Winter. \Smiling.'] Like the San Jose tramways, eh ? SWALECLIFFE. Mr. Ford says this will^bust the issue. George Winter. Nice of him. . . . Been having a little gamble, have you ? Swalegliffe. If it was a certainty I didn't see there could be any harm in it. George Winter. [With a chuckle.] Like playing with loaded dice? How many shares have you applied for ? Swalegliffe, Five hundred. THE TENTH MAN 149 George Winter. Sporting of you. SWALECLIFFE. I didn't mean to take them up, you understand. I haven't got more than five hundred pounds in the world. I thought they were bound to go up half a crown and . . . George Winter. Five hundred half crowns are quite worth having, aren't they ? Swalecliffe. It's been a lesson to me. I'll never do anything like it again. I shan't have the chance. If I have to pay for the shares . . . George Winter. Get my cheque book, Teddie. O'Donnell. Yes, sir. Swalecliffe. What are you going to do ? George Winter. I don't want anyone to come into this concern who doesn't believe in it. Make out a cheque for five hundred pounds to Mr. Swalecliffe. [O'Donnell writes out a cheque dvrivg the next speeches. 150 THE TENTH MAN SWALECLIFFE. That's very generous of you. George Winter. Generous ? Nob a bit of it. You don't think I mind having five hundred shares more, do you? SWALECLIFFE. D'you think they're worth it ? George Winter. They'll be worth ten pounds a piece in six months, or I'm a Dutchman. [O'DoNNELL hands him the cheque-book and a 2)en. George Winter s/^ws his name and tears out a cheque, James Ford, [While he is doing this.] That looks as if j^ou had confidence in tlie mine. George Winter. [Handing the cheque to Swai.ecltffe.] Here you are. [I'o James Ford.] D'you want me to buy your shares off you ? James Ford. [With a quiet smile.] Not just yet, thank you. SWALECLIFFE. But what's the meaning of the article, then ? THE TENTH MAN 151 George Winter. Why, it's" as plain as a pikestaft". The Lewishams were willing to give their eyes for the mine, but I was too much for them. Now they're crabbing it. That's all. \^He says this loith great assurance^ as if it thoroughly explained the lohole thing. SWALECLIFFE. But then . . , George Winter. Pay that into your bank and hand over the certifi- cate to me when you got it. Swalecliffe. D'you think they'll go to a premium ? George Winter. I've no doubt of it. I dare say the five hundred half-crowns will be just as useful to me as to you. But I shall hold on. I want a bigger profit than that. Swalecliffe. But if they're good enough for you, they're good enough for me. George Winter. No, you've taken my cheque now. It's too late. Swalecliffe. There's your cheque. You can have it back again. I'm going to keep the shares. 152 THE TENTH MAN George "Winter. [Good-hum O'uredli/.] Wei], I don't mind. It won't make much diflerence to me. But don't sell them, whatever you read in the papers. What's a profit of half a crown ? Wait till you've got a profit of five pounds, and then you can think of selling them. SWALECLIFFE. [ With a gasp.] Five pounds ? That would be two thousand five hundred. George Winter. [I'urning to Colonel Boyce.] Wait a minute. Get on to Bishop and Jones. Boyce, The printers ? George Winter. We must answer this article. I've just been thinking what we'd better say. [He sits down and begins to lorite, ivhile Colonel Boyce goes to the telephone. Boyce. What's their number, d'you know ? James Ford. 703, I think. Boyce. Is that the Exchange ? Give me 703, will you ? That is Bishop and Jones, the printers, isn't it ? THE TENTH MAN 153 George Winter. I'm going to make it hot and strong. O'DOXNELL. Isn't there anything I can do ? BOYCE. Are you Bishop and Jones ? George Winter. Tell them to have everything ready to print off" a couple of thousand posters at once. You're just coming round in the car. BoYCE. Hulloa ? Will you get everything ready to print off a couple of thousand posters at once. I'm just coming round. Colonel Boyce. Yes. That's it. George AVinter. [Speak{7ig through Colonel Boyce's instructions to the printers.'] What d'you think of this, Ford ? James Ford. Let's have a look. George Winter. You see we've got the advantage that they have to print a whole article. And we only need a couple of sentences. 54 THE TENTH MAN James Ford. Yes, that seems all right. ETCHIXCillAM. Couldn't be better. George Winter. Make a copy of it, Teddie. Hurry up. BOYCE. We haven't got an}^ time to lose. George Winter. The car's at the door. O'Doxxell. I shan't be a minute. George Winter. You can get hold of the bill-posters, can't you ? BoYCE. Oh, yes, there'll be no bother about that, O'DONNELL. Here you are. That's done. George Winter, Take it, Boyce. And hurry up. THE TENTH MAN I55 BOYCE. [Taking a copy of the rephj.] Trust me. [He goes out. George Winter, [Handing O'Doxnell a second copy.^ Teddie, jump into a cab and go round to the newspaper offices. And tell them to put that in their next edition. Biggest type they've got. Then goto the Committee Rooms and wait. I'll ring you up there or come round. O'DONNELL All right. George Winter. And hustle, or I'll sack you. [He goes out, and as he does so Bennett comes in, James Ford. You're taking it better than I expected. George Winter. What do you expect me to do ; bang my head on the floor and tear out my hair? Can't afford it. Takes me all my time to keep my hair on. Etchingham. Here's Bennett. George Winter. Well? Bennett. Nothing much has happened. They're a bit excited in the Citv. 1S6 THE TENTH MAN James Ford. No bad drop in anything ? Bennett. Nothing to speak of. James Ford. That's a relief. George Winter. Everything is sound. No one would be such a fool as to do a bear. Bennett. I'm getting on to MacLaren and Hewitt. George Winter, That's all right. I wanted them. James Ford. Are they brokers ? George Winter. Yes. Look here, Ford. I'm due to speak in the Cattle Market now. I wish you'd go down and keep them going till I turn up. I shall only be ten minutes. You've got the line all right, Fred ? Bennett. Yes. James Ford. Well, I don't mind if I do that. There's nothing I can do here, is there ? THE TENTH MAN 157 George Winter. No, leave it all to me. Your interests are my interests. James Ford. I'll make tracks. George Winter. That's good. [James Ford goes out. Bennett. Governor, I thought I'd better not say too much while he was there. George Winter. I saw something was up. That's why I got rid of him. Bennett. Things are rotten. Etchingham. Good Lord. Bennett. The Lewishams are going for us. George Winter. I thought they would as soon as I saw the article. Bennett. Who's given it away, d'you think ? George Winter. How do I know ? That doesn't matter. The only thing is to face it. i5« THE TENTH MAN Etcuingham. D'you mean our shares are falling, Mr. Bennett? Bennett. There's a lot of selling. George Winter. I wish we could corner them. I'd like to give the bears a lesson. Bennett. If it goes on there'll be a panic. George Winter. You've told the brokers to do all they can to prevent its going too far ? Bennett. I've told them to buy, but carefully. George Winter. You must go up to London, Fred. There's no one there with a head on his shoulders. Bennett. I thought that was the best thing myself. I've looked out the trains. I can just catch the express. I shall be there soon after one. George Winter. Then bolt at once. I give you a free hand. THE TENTH MAN ^ 159 Bennett. If the slump can be stopped, I'll stop it. George Winter. It's not a matter of can. It must be stopped. And Avire reassuring messages. We must hang on to the telephone for all we're worth. Bennett. Good-bye. George Winter. And come back when the House closes. We must talk over things. Bennett. All right. Good luck. [He goes out, Etchingham. Is it all up with us, George ? George Winter. What the dickens are you talking about ? Etchingham. They've found out the truth. It's there in black and white that the wretched mine's worthless, George Winter. They can't p}:'OV^ anything, i6o THE TENTH MAN Etchingham. Ever since I knew I've scarcely closed my eyes at night. I wish I'd shot myself when you first told me. George Winter. My dear fellow, you're much more comfortable here than you would be at Kensal Green. Etchingham. And the worst of it is . . . [Re breaks of .] At first I was overcome with the horror of it. But little by little I've got used to it, used to your being a thief and a swindler. George Winter. [With a chuckle.] You put things rather bluntly, don't you ? Etchingham. And Bennett was a convict. It all seems quite natural now. And I can talk and laugh with you. And I eat by your side every day. George Winter. One can't make a fortune without taking risks. Etchingham. There are always those missing bonds. They're in my thoughts day and night. George Winter. No one can make inquiries for three weeks. By THE TENTH MAN i6i that time we shall have gone to allotment, and the bonds will be safely back in the black box. Etch INGHAM. But will you be able to go to allotment ? George Winter. Of course we shall. This article isn't going to do us any harm. I shall win the seat. That'll give these Middlepool people confidence. Etching HAM. George, I believe Ford is uneasy. I don't trust him. Supposing he found out about the bonds ? George Winter. It might be devilish expensive. Etchikgham. You'll never buy him. George Winter. I never met the man yet who hadn't his price. Flattery if he's a fool, hard cash if he's a wise man. But a price of some sort. There's always a price. Etchingham. Take care of Ford, George. George Winter. [With a smile.] I'm not frightened. 1 62 THE TENTH MAN Etchingham. Sometimes I'm afraid, you're so confident. It's impossible a thing like this can end well. Geokge Winter. I believe in my star. I've been in tight corners before, but I've wriggled out of them. I'm stronger than ever I was. I've got ten times more brains than any of my competitors. The ball is at my feet and I've only got to set it rolling. What d'you think difficulties are to me ? I've never been in better spirits, so alert, so buoyant, as during these last weeks when my neck has been in a noose and every policeman I passed might have a warrant iti his pocket for my arrest. If there were ten times more difficulties I'd overcome them all. In ten years I shall be the richest man in London. -■ In fifteen I shall be a peer. My God, I feel as if the world were an orange and I'd got my teeth into it, and I shall suck it dry. Etchingham. I wonder how many ruined lives will be sacrificed to give you all j^ou want. You walk over dead bodies and broken hearts. George Winter. Rot ! I flutter the will-o'-the-wisp of gain before the covetous, and they follow. They want to make money without working for it. Well, I'm cleverer than they are. Swalecliffe gambles with his five hundred pounds. His five hundred pounds will find THE TENTH MAN 163 its way into my pocket. It's his own look out. Each for himself and the devdl take the hindmost. [With a start. ^ By George, I've got an idea. . . . The Lewishams can't attack my stocks without weakening their own. We're in the same boat, and if one of us shakes it both'U topple out. ETCniXGIlAM. What d'you mean ? Cteorge Winter. Well, we'll attack the Lewishams. I'll get on to MacLaren's at once. Go to the post office and wire to Bennett. He's sure to call at the office. Sell Lewishams. He'll twig. By George, that's the ticket. Why didn't I think of it before? We'll make the Lewishams sorry they started this game. Etchingham. But supposing . . . ? George Winter. Good (lod, man, don't suppose, do as I tell you. Don't you see we've got nothing to lose and every- thing to gain? I know my luck's in. And I follow my luck. That's genius. [Etchingham ivith a sigh and a shrug of the shoulders goes otU to send the teleg^xcm. George Winter begins to loalk excitedly up andj doion. curtain. i64 TJIE TENTH MA^N SCENE II TJie scene takes ^;?ace in the sitting-j-oom of the Palace Jlotel, but it is eleven o'clock at iiight. Only a reading lamp is lit, the light of which falls on Catherine and Lady Francis. Catherine is wo7'king at some emhroidery. Lady Francis. Can you see, dear? Wouldn't you like some more light? ' Catherine. \With an affectionate smile.^^ No, the light hurts my eyes. Lady Francis. You're looking very pale, darling. Catherine. . I haven't been sleeping very well here. We're so near the trains, and they seem to run all night. Lady Francis. I wonder how George can stand it. His room is practically on the railway. Catherine. Thank heaven, it's over. We shall know the result in half an hour, and to-morrow we can go. THE TENTH MAN 165 Lady Fkaxcih. What are you going to do ? Catherine. What can I do ? Nothing. Lady Francis, I'm afraid you're very unhappy, Kate. Catherine. [Smiling.^ Please don't think that, motlier. Lady Francis. You've given up everything for our sake. Catherine. I wish i could think so. I gave up my divorce because — because I was afraid. I couldn't risk the regret that Robert might feel later. I should always have been looking for it. . . . One must never forget that love is a woman's whole life, but it's never more than part of a man's, never. Lady Francis. What did you tell him !? Catherine. I wrote and said I found it impossible to go on with my action. I begged him not to try to move me. I told him I was very unhappy. i66 tHE TENTH MAN Lady Francis. Poor child. Catherine. He wrote very kindly. He made it as easy for me as he could. And now it's all over. I've lost my last chance of happiness. I'm bound to my husband for the rest of my life. Lady Francis. And do you still love Kobert? Catherine. \Sln^ling.^^ Yes. And I'm glad of what I've done. The only thing that helps me is the pride I take in all the great things he's going to do. And it will have been me. I gave him the opportunity. [Anne comes in. She is loearing a coat and skirt and a Jiat. Anne. Well ! You are strange people. How on earth can you sit there and sew while the counting's going on ? I've never been so excited in my life. Catherine. Why have you come back ? Anne. Well, it's nearly finished now. Teddie said there'd be rather a scrummage when the result was known, and I'd better get out of the way. THE TENTH MAN 167 Catherine. \JSmiliny ^^ Obedient creature. Anne. It rather amuses me to be ordered about. Besides, I couldn't help seeing that nobody wanted me. Teddie promised he'd bolt round as soon as the result was out. I say, let's have some light, shall we ? [She turns on the electricity, and the room is suddenly a glare of light. Lady Francis. You'll blind us. Anne. I love an election. I've never had such a time in my life. I've enjoyed every minute of these three weeks. I hope Teddie'U go into Parliament. Lady Francis. [Eaising her eyeb7'ows.] On four hundred a year ? Anne. Oh, George will give us a rise. He say's Teddie's awfully useful. George is good, isn't he ? Catherine. I'm glad you're so happy, darling. Anne. [Ahi'uptli/f after a little, quick look at her.] You're not angry with us, Kate ? 1 68 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. Good heavens, why should I be ? Anne. You know, it's so dreadfully hard to pretend I liaven't got eyes in my head. . . . Why don't you make it up with George, Katie? Catherine. I don't know what makes you think there's any- thing to make up. Anne. Oh, my dear, what I didn't guess for myself Teddie told me. Catherine. He would have been wiser to mind his own business. Anne. It was rather . . . Catherine. If you knew how things were between George and myself, and you were willing to accept his favours what do you expect me to say ? I didn't ask you not to. I knew if I had you would only have refused. I'm cynical enough to know that in this world each of us takes care of his own interests. Lady Francis. My dear, don't be so bitter. THE TENTH MAN 169 Anne. One has to take people as one finds them ; George has always been charming to me. If you'd only make allowances for him . . . Catherine. [Inter7mpti7ig vehemently.] Oh, my dear, don't. I'm not in the humour to stand that. Leave me to lead my own life without interference. Surely it's enough that to bind me to him George should give you an income to marry on. You can't want more from me than that. Anne. Oh, my dear, I'm so sorry. 1 didn't mean to say anything that would hurt you. Cathehixe. [BecoveruKj herself.] You haven't. Forgive me. I didn't mean to make a scene, but my nerves are a little upset, I'm a very weak, selhsh woman, and it's dreadfully hard to be half as angelic as you think me. I'm very glad that you're going to marry Teddie. You're in love with one another, and if you haven't much money, what does it matter? I'm sure you'll be tremendously happy. Anne. You are a dear. [Francis Etchingham comes m. He is wear- iny a di7iner jacket and a black tie. x\nne spi'irigs up impulsively. I70 THE TENTH MAN Anne. Is it over ? Etchingham. No, I was too anxious to stay any longer. Lady Francis. Bat George is going to get in ? Etchingham. Who can tell ? The seat has always been lost or held by a handful of votes. Anne. But how did it seem to be going ? Etchingham. Winter, Morrison, Winter, Morrison. One vote on one side, one vote on the other. It seemed inter- minable. Lady Francis. He won by seventy-five last time. Etchingham. Who can tell the effect of all these rumours and suspicions and attacks ? They may just have made the difterence. Oh, it's maddening, Catherine. Sit down, father, and rest. You look quite done up. THE TENTH MAN 171 Etchingham. Even George is anxious. I know his face so well. He's trying to appear as if he were certain. Anne. No human being could help being anxious. Lady Francis. [With a sudden start^^ I thought I heard some shouting. Anne. Oh, I wish I hadn't come away. Lady Francis. Let's open the window. Perhaps we shall hear something. [Lady Francis and Anne (jo to the window and open it. Lady Francis. No, I was mistaken, Anne. Listen. I'm sure I hear cheering. [iShe goes out on to the balcony. She and Lady Francis are half hidden from vieio. so that it may he supposed the following scene heticeen Catherine and Lord Francis is not heard by them. 172 THE TEN ill MAN Etchinguam. [/7i a low voice to Catherine.] Oli, my dear, will you ever forgive me ? (Jathekixe. Oh, father, don't. It was very noble of you not to tell me anything before I decided. Now that I know the whole truth . . . Etchingham. The only hope we've got is to go on. If he gets in, if we can pull things together, we may get out of the muddle. He s positive of it. The only thing that held me up was the thought of all of you. If I'd gone to the police there and then — or made away with myself, it would have meant the ruin of all of you. Catherine. And of all the unhappy people who've trusted everything they had to George. Etchingham. You think I was right, Kate, don't you '^ It wasn't just cowardice on my part? Catherine. I hope you were right. Etchingham. But if it was all in vain ? If he's not able to float THE TENTH MAN 173 the company and the truth comes out, then I shall have sacrificed you for nothing. Catherine. Oh, don't think of it. Etchingham. I believe if he wins the election he'll be strong enough to force the issue on them. Catherine. But if the mine's worthless ? Etchingham. We're going to buy the shares in when the tide turos in Central America. Things are looking blighter already. Hes promised me that no one shall lose a farthing. When that's done I go. Oh, how thankful I shall be ! Catherine. Oh, I know, I know. Etchingham. I had to tell some one, and I couldn't tell your mother. Catherine. I'm glad you told me. It makes it easier to bear now we both know. 174 THE TENTH MAN Annr. At lust ! . . . Fatlier, father. [She comes hack into the room, excitedly, and at the same time a vague, muffled shoutimi is heard, in the distance. Etchingham springs to his feet, Etchinc4ham. Thank God. The suspense was awfuh Lady Fhancis, There's no mistaking it this time. Etchingham. Is he in ? Is he in ? Anne. Of course he's in. I've never felt so confident in my life. Etchingham. If it's all right, then we're safe. I'm sure it's the beginning of the turn, Lady Francis. Why doesn't Teddie make haste ? Anne. Listen to the shouting. Isn't it splendid ? [J/o?*e shouting is heard, this time a little louder. THE TENTH MAN 175 Etchingham. I expect they're reading out the figures. [Teddie O'Donnell rushes in, rather di- shevelled, ivith his hat on the hack of his head. O'Donnell. He's in ! AXNE. How ripping ! [Francis Etchingham sinks into a chair, too overcome to s^jeak, trying to comj^ose himself. Catherine puts her hand on his shoidcler to shoio her sympathy. Lady Francis. What's the majority ? O'Donnell. Twenty-seven. Anne. I say, what a squeak ! •* O'Donnell. Just at the end I thought we were beaten. It was Morrison^ Morrison, Morrison, until I almost screamed. Etchingham. Well, he's in at all events. 176 THE TENTH MAN Anne. I am glad. [She throv's her arms impulsiveli/ round O'Donnell's neck and kisses him. O'DONNELL. By Jove, it was a moment to live for when the fic'ures were read ont. You never heard such shouting. Catherine. Where is he now ? O'DoNNELL. When I left he was making a speech to the crowd. But one couldn't hear a word, because every one was shouting at the top of his voice. I simply bellowed. Anne. [Enth II siasticalli/ .] Aren't you glad, Kate ? Catherine. [S7n{li7ig.] Yes, very glad. Anne, How can you take it so quietly ! Lady Francis. Is he coming here ? THE TENTH MAN ^ 177 O'DONNELL. Yes. 1 forgot to give you his message. He sent his love to Kate, and said he'd be here in two twos. AXNE. I wish he'd hurry up. Isn't he a darHng ? O'DONNELL. He's the greatest man I've ever known. He's a perfect stunner. I don't know what there is about him, but you can't help believing in him. And he was so splendid this morning about those confounded lies in the paper. All the rest of them were as frightened as rabbits, but he never turned a hair. Anne. [J^Jxcitedbj.] There's a car. O'DoNNELL. That's it, I bet you anything you like. Anne. How jolly of him to come quickly ! [>She runs to the door and opens ^t.^^ George, George ! [George Winter comes in boisterously and das2)s Anne in his arms. Anne. Isn't it splendid ! M 178 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. Glorious victory, what ! [^He is followed hy Coloxel Boyce, James Ford, Mr. Swalecliffe, and two other men. Etchingham. Thank God ! George Winter. You haven't been worried about it? I knew I'd set in. I never had a moment's doubt about it. James Ford. [Drily, ^ No one can say you don't believe in yourself. George Winter. Hang it all, if you don't believe in yourself, how can you expect other people to believe in you? Drinks, gentlemen ! O'DONNELL. Shall I ring? George Winter. I told the waiter on my way up. Here they are. [A couple of waiters come in with glasses and bottles of champagne.] No teetotalism to-night, Mr. Swalecliffe. By Jove, I'm thirsty. Pour it out. Pour it out. Swalecliffe. I never touch alcohol. Mr. Winter. THE TENTH MAN . 179 George Winter. Poor is the heart that never rejoices. Have you all got glasses, gentlemen ? Come on, Lady Francis. Don't be backward, Anne. Anne. Yes, please. George Winter. That's right. Now then, Teddie. All ready ? Gentlemen, I give you my wife, to whom this glorious victory is due. All. Mrs. AVinter, Mrs. Winter. Catherine. Catherine. [A'mharrassed and shy.] Thank you very much. [:Z%ere «re shouts outside, cheers : Winter^ Winter, For he's a jolly good felloio. (tSeorge Winter. Hulioa, they've come round to the hotel. Anne. Just look at the crowd. O'DONNELL. Hhall I open the window ? George Winter. [^Stepping forward.] Yes. I So THE TENTH MAN [At his appearance the shouts hreah out more tumidtuously . Cheer upon cheer is heard. George Winter jmts up his hand for silence. George Winter. Gentlemen, we've won a great fight. We've won in face of a campaign of lie?, of misrepresentation, and of scandal. Truth always prevails. Honesty is the best policy. A glorious victory, gentlemen, and a triumph for English honesty, English plain dealing, and English integrity. Gentlemen, I drink your health. [He drinks his glass of champagne before the crou)d. The cheering ichich has been going on all through the speech noic grows louder and louder. There are shouts of Mrs. Winter. George Winter. Kate, they want you. Catherine. Xo. Please not. George Winter. Come. No false modesty. Give them a bow. that won't hurt you. \He takes her hand and di^aws her to the win- doiD. The crowd hursts out again into cheering. George Winter comes back into the room, George Winter. My word, what a moment ! THE TENTH MAN . i8i BOYCE. You must be dead beat. George Winter. I ? Fresh as a daisy. Nothing can beat me. O'DONXELL. [Taking out his ivatch.] By Jove, I had no idea it was so late. BOYCE. I think I'll be getting along. George Winter. Ob, nonsense! Why, the evening's only just beginning. BOYCE. I'm dog tired, SWALECLIFFE. I must be getting away, too. My wife will be wanting to know all about it. George Winter. Well, if I can't persuade you, I suppose I can't. I hope you'll all have as good a night as I mean to. Swalecliffe. You think it's all right about — about that matter ? l82 THE TENTH MAN riEOllCJE AViXTEIt. Don't you worry your head. It's as riglit as rain. I tell you that nothing I touch can fail. SWALECLIFFE. Then good-night. (tEorge AVixter. Good -night. [Colonel Boyce, Swalecltffe, and the other two men loho came in ivith them, go ovt, George Winter. You're not going yet, Ford ? James Ford. No. If you don't mind I'd like to have a word with you when you can spare ine a few minutes. George AVixter. As many as you like. I'm ready now. / Lady Francis. If you're going to talk business, we'd better leave you. James Ford. I'm in no hurry, my lady. Lady Francis. It really is getting very late. THE TENTH MAN i8 O'DOXNELL. Aren't you too tired for business now '^ - George Winter. Tired ? T don't know what it is to be tired. When you write my biography, young man, you can say that after the hardest fought battle of the election, when the clieers of the multitude were still ringing in his ears, he sat down at midnight, fresh as paint, and talked business with the shrewdest man in Middlepool till break of day. James Ford. [D7HI7/.] It'll bp more accurate if you say for ten minutes. George Winter. But so much less effective. Anne. I'm sure you've been drinking too much champagne, George. George Winter. [Laughing.] ]N"onsense. I could drink a gallon, and be as sober as a judge at the end of it. Anne. Well, good-night. George Winter. [Kissing her.] Good-night, my chick. Have you named the happy day yet i iS.) Tin-: TEXT 1 1 MAN JjAdy Francis. Gootl-night. George Winter. [To O'DoxxELL.] And you can add that I enveloped my niotlier-in-law in my arms. Lady Fjiancis. [With a smile, vxirdimj off his attempt to emhrace 'Jicr.^ I congratulate you. It's l)een a great trinnipli. George AVixter, Oh, it's only the beginning. I've got the world at my feet. In ten years I shall be crying like Alexander because there are no more worlds to conquer. O'Doxnell. You don't want me any more;, do you '^ [Lady Francis mid Anxe //o out. George AVixter. No, go to bed. You're young, and you w^ant your beauty sleep. I'll be bound you're not worried by the trains. Where's your room ? O'DONNELL. It's just above yours. But I sleep like a top. George AVinter. That's a good sign. You'll be as great a man as I am one of these days. THE TENTH MAX 1S5 O" Donne LL. [With a laugh.'] Good-night. George Winter. \_To Etchingham.] xVnd you'd better go off too, old man. You look tired out. Etchingham. \]Vearihj.] It's been an exciting day for all of us. Gkorge Winter. It's been one of the days that make life worth living. Etchingham. Good-night. [J.s- tlteij (JO out Catherine comes forvmrd. Catherine. I won't say good-night to you just yet. If Mr. Ford is not going to keep you long I should like to speak to you afterwards. James Ford. It'll be ten minutes at the utmost, Mrs. Winter. George Winter. [With exaggerated gallantry.] I'm at your disposal, darling, now and always. [With a slight how to James Ford, Catherine goes out. T8f. THE TJ-NTII MAX Oeojkji: W'im'ek. I told you I was justified in trusting my luck. Everything is coming out right. The Lewishams won't be able to stand against me much longer. They'll have to take me in. Well combine our interests, and then we shall hold Central America in the hollow of our hands. You'll be in it too, James. You're going to be a richer man than you guess. And when I'm in with the Lew^ishams I shall bide m}' time. Manny Lewisham can't last much longer, and his sons are fools. AVhen he's gone I shall get the whole business in my hands. I've got ten times more brains than anyone in that market. There's no one who can stand against me. James Ford. [Quietli/.] You haven't forgotten that article in The F'niancial Standard l George Winter. \Ga\hi?\^ Oh, is that what you want to talk to me about ? I tell you that shan't disturb my nights rest. By the wa}^, that reminds me : if I have won the election it was through no help of yours. I asked you to go down and speak in the Cattle Market, and when I got there I found there'd been no sign of you. It might have been devilish awkward. James Ford. Well, it so happens it didn't matter. George Winter. Wliere did you get to after all ? THE TENTH MAN 1S7 James Ford. [Looking at him.] I went up to London ! George Winter. [Indiferenthj, doing all he can to hide his s?/s- picio7i.] Did you ? James Ford. [Very quietly, almost diffid.enthj.'] I was struck by one of the paragraphs in the article. The one about wliere you got tlie money from. George Winter. [With a smile.'] I noticed that seemed to bother you a bit. James Ford. Things were pretty tight at that time. George AVinter. A man in my position can always lay his hands on money. James Ford. It was a big sum. George Winter. Fair to moderate. [There is a very short pause. The tv:o men., both shreind, hard and keen, face one another like tiro duellists. James Ford. It struck me that the Middlepool Investment 1 88 THE TENTH MAN Trust liacl got ;i large batch of bonds lyii)g in the bank. [Re u-atches George Winter for the effect of this statement. George Wixter. [ir/M a smile.^^ Well, they're lying there still. James Ford. Will you take your oath on that ? George Winter. Yes. James Ford. The more I thought of it, the more nervous I was. I went to the bank. [George Winter gives him a rapid look, hit otherioise makes no sign that he realizes his theft is discovered. James Ford. They showed me an order for delivery of the bonds signed by you, Etchingham^ and Bennett. George Winter. Have a cigar, will you ? James Ford. No . . . What have you done with those bonds? THE TENTH MAN 189 George AVixter. if they're in their place when the auditor makes his examination no one has any question to ask. James Ford. [More sternly.^ You had no more right to toucli them than my office boy has the right to take a sove- reign from the petty cash. George Winter. What the devil d'you mean by that ? James Ford. I'm a director of the Middlepool Investment Trust. I insist on the bonds being produced at once. George Winter. Tliey shall be produced in a fortnight. James Ford. No, no, my friend, that won't do. George Winter. [Impatienthj.^ Don't be a fool, James, you know as well as I do that business is business. James Ford. Yes, and not theft. George Winter. [Apparently Jiying into a passion^^ How^ dare you speak to me like that ! igo THE TENTH MAN James Ford. It's no good trying to bluster with nie, George. I've seen you do it at shareholders' meetings and very effective it is sometimes, but this isn't the time for it. l^^rhere is a pause. George Winter considers the position and determines to face it. George Winter. All right then ... I knew the mine was a good thing. I pledged the bonds to pay for it. I shall get them back as soon as the money comes in f lom the issue. Now you've got it. James Ford. It's theft pure and simple. George Winter. \Insolently ."[ I suppose you want to come in with me. [Z/e does not notice James Ford's instinctive 7)ioveme7it of rejndsion?^ I'll give you your shares for nothing. That means ten thousand pounds, and if you hold on to them they'll be worth fifty thousand in a year. James Ford. Thank you. I'm not going to risk a lifetime's honest work for a few thousand pounds. George Winter. Then what do you want ? Nothing. THE TENTH MAN 191 James Ford. George Winter. [With a slight smile.] YouVe been Mayor of Middle- pool twice, and you've done a lot of work for the party. I can't help thinking it's almost time the Government showed some appreciation of your services. James Ford. You've mistaken your man, George Winter. I've worked like a nigger for thirty years. I've not let any chance slip by me, but I've never done anything that a man need be ashamed of. I've built up an honest business to leave to my sons, and an honest name. I'm too old to start being a rogue now. George Winter. [Liipatiently.] I thought you wanted to talk business. James Ford. Right's right, and wrong's wrong. You can't ge t over that. I couldn't rest for a moment if I thought any act of mine wasn't above board. It's no credit of mine, I'm just made that way. George Winter. [As if he icere talking to a child.] Come, James, we've been good friends for twenty years. 192 THE TENTH MAN James Ford. [In a loic rolce.\ This afternoon, when 1 found out wliat you'd done — well, I could hav^e cried. [ There is a real (inyaish in his tone wldch HtartUs GEORtiE Winter. For the first time he recdizeti that the affair is serious, lie hey ins to yet frightened. Georue Winter. \(^uicMy^ hoarsely.] But you don't mean seriou.sly James Ford. [^iJesperately,] How can I make you understand ? You don't seem to see that now I know what you've done I'm just filled with horror and loathing. If you've done this God knows what else you haven't done. I don't want to be hard oii you. I must do my duty. I'm a director of the company, I put all my friends in it. I put my sister into it. And this mine. Is it true what that paper says ? For all I know that's a swindle too. George Winter. \]Vith suddeii anxiety .^ You're not going to push me down now that I'm almost at the top of the tree ? I've got the world at my feet. If you'll only give me a month I can put everything straight. James Ford. Five minutes ago it was a fortnight. I don't believe it. These things don't come right. When a THE TENTH MAN 193 man has crossed the line that separates honesty from dishonesty lie never gets back. George Winter. If you give me away now it'll mean a general smash. The only chance of saving things is to go on. The money's gone. You won't get it back by giving me up to the police. James Ford. I must take my chance of that. After all, if I don't speak it makes me a party to the crime. It can be proved that I went to the bank to-day. George Winter. Now you're saying something I can understand. If I show you by plain figures that I can put every- thing right if you'll only give me time . . . James Ford. I tell you I can't. I've got my wife to think of, and my boys. It's theft, it's the money of orphans and widows that you've taken, and there's only one course open to me. George Winter. What are you going to do ? James Ford. [Brokenli/.] My God, what can I do? I trusted you as I would have trusted my sons. George Winter. Out with it ! N 194 THE TENTH MAN James Ford. — [ must — I must consult the Chief Constable. George AVinter. You wouldn't do that ? You don't seriously mean that you'd go to the police ? It's madness. It's so impractical. It's stupid. James Ford. I could never respect myself again if I . . . It's a matter between my conscience and myself. . . . Oh, George, why have you put me in this position ? George Winter. Look here, old man, I've done wrong. I admit it. I've done something that other men have done before me and it's come out all right. At the time I thought the slump would only last a few days, and I thought I should be able to replace the bonds in a week. It's the only slip I've made. Don't be too hard on me. . . . [With a break in his voice.] Have mercy as you hope in your turn to have mercy shown to you. Don't ruin me for this one mistake. Let it mean something to you that I'm humiliating myself before you. ... It wasn't a crime. It was only thoughtlessness. Give me another chance. [James Ford, with his face between his hands, thinks it over. He is deeply tnoved by George Winter's aj^j^eal. George, watching him keenly^ thinks he is going to yield. / THE TENTH MAN i95 -^ George Winter. WeVe gone through bad times and good together. I've been a good friend to you. You've never had anything to reproach me with till now. James Ford. [B7'okenly.] I can't risk the money of all these poor people again. George Winter. Will it satisfy you if I give up the directorship of the Middlepool Trust ? Give me six months to save my face and I'll resign. [James Ford looks up at him, ivondering if he can put any trust in George Winter. George icaitsfor the decision with beating heart. He feels almost sick vAth fear. James Ford. I'll tell youw^hat I'll do. If the bonds are in their place by four o'clock to-morrow I'll say nothing, George Winter. ^Astounded,'] To-morrow ? It can't be done. It's impossible. James Ford. That's all I can do for you. George Winter. ^Hardly knowing lohat he is saying.] But no one could get it. You know it's impossible. Even 196 THE TEN HI MAN if you gave me a week I couldn't do it. I can't, 1 can't, I can't. With the attack on us to-day we're — we're tottering It's as much as wo shall be able to do to hold out till the tide turns. That's not /ijiving me a chance. Not a chance. To-morrow ! It's absurd ! James Ford. That's my last word. George Winter. You might as well send for the police at once. Oh, my God ! It's impossible. James Ford. If the money is not there by the time the bank closes I shall apply for a warrant. George Winter. D'ypu know what that means ? It means a trial, and then — and then prison. James Ford. I can't do more for you than I've offered. [The finality of this, the deep regret and the decision in Ford's tone, are like a hloiv in the face to George Winter. lie gives a sudden start, and throwing off his humble- ness, fiies into ungovernable passion. lie whips himself into a rage as he flings the scornfid invective at James Ford and ends up on the last words in a positive scream of fury. THE TENTH MAN I97 George Winter. Oh, it's infamous. It's damned hypocrisy. You don't care if I've taken the money or not. You're afraid of your own skin. And you're jealous of me. It's envy. I knew you envied me all the time. D'you think I've been taken in by you? You were a little tin god in Middlepool till I came along. You didn't fight me like a man. You just sided with me, waiting for your chance to trip me up. You think when I'm gone you'll have the field to yourself. Why shouldn't you be the member as well as I ? It's mean. It's mean. You with your damned Chris- tianity, your parrot cries of honesty. Damn you ! Damn you ! Damn you ! James Ford. [Quietlf/.] You see, you've gone too far. I shall never make you understand. You can't realize that a man may be honest, even if he loses by it, just because he can't help it, because he's made straight as some men are made crooked. George Winter. It's childish. James Ford. You've got through the world by knowing that nine men out of ten are rascals. You've forgotten that the tenth man must cross your path at last. [When he hears these words George Winter gives a start, aicd he looks at Ford ^vith staring^ terrified eyes. He jjasses his hand over his forehead, trying to recall. 198 THE TENTH MAN George Winter. \^Alinost to himself ^^ AVlio said that to me before ? \lliere is a jmiise. James Ford. Good-bye, George. My promise holds. George Winter. [Bitterly.^ It's no good to me. I'm like a rat in a trap. You can get what fun you like out of seeing me wriggle. [/or a moment James Ford looks at him, then silently goes out. George Winter is seized loith a horrible, convulsive trembling. He shakes as a man onight shake in an ague. With his quick mind he sees that no subtlety will save him now ; he is up against the blank icall of a character as strong as his 0W71. In a moment Catherine enters the room. George Winter. What the devil d'you want ? Catherine. I heard Mr. Ford go. May I speak to you now ? [George Winter makes an effort to appear composed. George Winter. Well? THE TENTH MAN 199 Catherine. Now that the election is over you can hav^e no further use for me. I've carried out my part of the bargain scrupulously. George Winter. [Puttiyig his hand in a dazed icay to his head.] I don't knew what you're talking about. Catherine. I understand that I've condoned all your ofiences towards me, and I'm helpless now to do anything. So you need have no fear that I shall interfere with you in any way. [He turns round and looks at her. He takes in at last what she is saying.] But there's no reason that I should expose myself any longer to a humiliation that I found unbearable. I've come to tell you that now I've done all you exacted I'm going to leave you, this time for good. I'm starting early to-morrow morning for the Continent with my friend Barbara Herbert, and I shall not return. You can devise whatever explanation you think necessary, and you may be quite sure I shan't contradict it. I shall be gone by the time you get up. You will find in my room all the trinkets you've given me. I wish to take nothing with me tliat I have received from you. George Winter. [With clenched teeth.] Are you leaving your clothes ? Catherine. [With a shrug of the shoidders,] I think there is 200 THE TENTH MAN nothing more to be said. Good-bye. I trust you to leave me in peace. I promise on my side to do nothing tliat can inconvenience you. [She luaitsfor a moment to see if he has anythivg further to say, hut as he remains silent she (joes toicards the door. As she is about to go out he bursts into a peal of laughter. Site stojys icith a start and looks at him. His laughter groves, jyeal upon j^ecd. It becomes ivUd and shrill and hysterical. He beUoics ivith laughter. Already half frightened, not understanding, Catiierixe makes a stej) or two hack into the room, Catherine. What's the matter ? George, George ! [He laughs still, and then sudxltnly breaks i7ito a sob. He gives way entirely, ayid bursts into uncontrolled iceepjing. Catherine. [Coming down to him.'\ George, what is it ? George Winter, For God's sake give me a drink. [She hurries to the half-empty bottle of cham- pagne on the table and pours out a glass of vnne. He drinks it at a gulp. George Winter. [Recovering himself.] That's lich, that is. Rich. [Again he hursts into laughter. THE TENTH MAN 201 Catherine, What is it, George ? It's not because I'm going away? George Winter. Your going away doesn't matter a damn to me. It means that I've been done in the eye. Those swindling rogues, the Lewishams, have got me at last. That article's done the trick and I'm dished. You can go your own way now, Kate. You've got the better of me after all. Catherine. I don't understand. George Winter. James Ford knows that the bonds have gone. And he's going to Scotland Yard. Catherine. Oh ! And father ? George AVinter. Oh, I can't worry about your father now. He must look after his own skin. I've got enough to do to think of myself. Catherine. What shall I do ? George Winter, He'll give me till to-morrow to replace them, but I can't. It's impossible. And he knows I can't. 202 THE TENTH MAN Damned hypocrite ! I shouldn't complain if I'd been beaten fairly; but it's so childish. And just when I'd got the reins in my hand. He can't countenance dishonesty. It's childish. I always distrusted him. Sanctimonious prig ! He's jealous of me. He wants to kick me off my perch, so that he can take my place. And I know him. I know him inside out. He'll do what he says. [With an gjy scorn.] It's his duty. Catherine. Can't we sell things ? There's my jewellery. George Winter. A drop in the ocean. How can I get eighty thousand pounds in a falling market. Catherine. [Ilo7'7'ified.] D'you mean to say they'll arrest you ? George Winter. [With a dull roar, like a ivild beast at hay.] No. D'you think I'm going to stand that, and a trial, and — and all the rest ? Catherine. [Wringing her hands.] Is there no chance that you may get ofl*? George Winter. Bennett would give me away to save himself. I know him. There's not a man I can trust. The onlv THE TENTH M4N ^ 203 thing's to have done with it at once. I must get out of it while I have the chance. Catherine. D'you think there's any hope of your getting away ? George Winter. My way. Yes. Catherine. [Understanding.^ Oh, George, you wouldn't do that. George Winter. What else d'you expect me to do'^ D'you think I'm going to bolt to America, to be brought back in six months by a couple of detectives ? Not much. Catherine. Wouldn't it be better to stay and face it ? If you've done wrong, can't you accept your punish- ment? You're young still. George Winter. They won't have mercy on me. It'll mean ten years. And when I come out, it'll mean hiding, doing odd jobs, like Bennett, dirty work for other men who won't risk their own skins. And what d'you suppose a life like that is worth to me? I want the power, and the notoriety, aud the glamour. I wanted men to point me out in the street. I've aimed too high to be content with anything but the highest. 204 THE TENTH MAN Catuerine. Oh, it's horrible. George Winter. Come, Kate — honestly — if you loved me, wouldn't you wish me to make an end of it ? Catherine. [^After a long look athim,^^ Oh, don't ask me. George Winter. Will you do something for me ? It's the last thing I'll ever ask you. Catherine. I'll do anything I can. George Winter. I want half an hour to myself. You must let no one come to me under any pretext whatever. Catherine. \Wi'h a cry of horror ?\ You're not going to do it now ? George Winter. 5 I don't trust James Ford. He may have gone to Scotland Yard already. Perhaps the detectives are already on their way. Catherine. You've said yourself that he's to be relied on. THE TENTH MAN 205 George "Winter. Oh, I'm frightened. And what's the good ? I'm dead beat. Perhaps to-morrow I shouldn't have the nerve. Catherine. Oh, it's awful. George Winter. \]Vith a Icmgh.] Why, it's your freedom. [Re goes to the table and jwitrs himself out a glass of hrandy. George Winter. I'm mixing my liquors. Bad habit, isn't it ? You'll be ravishing in black, darling. It always suited you. [Catherine gives an inarticulate sob. George Winter, sh'ugging his shoulders, goes toioards the door. George Winter. Will you promise to prevent anyone from disturbing me ? Catherine. 'Yes. George Winter. In half an hour you can go to bed. ... I hope you'll sleep as soundly as I shall. [He goes out and locks the door behind him. Catherine hides her face in her hands and moans ivith fright a7id horror. In a 2o6 THE TENTH MAN moment O'Donnell comes in. Catherine starts as she hear's him. Catherine. I thought you'd gone to bed. O'Donnell. I feel so awfully wide awake. I came in to see if I could find a book. Catherine. [Pointi7ig to a table.] There are some over there. O'Donnell. You're looking dreadfully done up. Why don't you turn in ? [At that moment shouts are heard in the square heloio, cheers and cries q/'^^^INTER. Catherine. [Frightened.] What's that ? O'Donnell. [Going to the windoio.] Oh, it's closing time. Enthusiastic politicians who've been turned out of the public-houses. [CWes o/ Winter, Winter. Catherine. Oh, send them away, I can't bear it. THE TENTH MAN 207 O'DuNNELL. [Opening the loindoio and calliny out.^^ Mr. Winter has gone to bed, gentlemen, and I strongly recom- mend you to follow his example, \He shuts the window, amid the laughter and cheers of the roistey^ers. They go away singing. Catherine clenches her hands to prevent herself from screaming. O'DONNELL. [With a laugh.] Splendid, aren't they ? Catherine. Now, yon really must go to bed. O'DoNNELL. [Talcing a hook from the tahle.] All right. I dare say we shall have a busy day to-morrow. ... I really think this is the happiest day I've ever had. Life is jolly, isn't it ? Catherine. [With a strange look at him.] Yes. O'DoNNELL, Good-night. Catherine. [With a sudden start,] Oh ! O'DoNNELL. What's the matter ? 2o8 THE TENTH MAN Oatiieiune. I thought I heard a sound. O'DONNELL. I didn't. The hotel's as still as death, for a wonder. I hope the trains won't disturb you to-night. Catherine. Good-night. [//e goes out. Catherine turns and looks at the door 0/ George Winter's 7'oom. She iaJces a step towards it. Catherine. George ! [She listens, hut there is no answer. With a gesture of horror she titrns away. Fred Bennett hursts into the rooiii. Bennett. I beg your pardon. I didn't expect to find any one here. Where's the Governor ? Catherine. I don't know. Bennett. I want to see him at once. Catherine. He can't see any one to-night. THE TENTH MAN 209 Bennett. He'll see me. Catherine. He left instructions that no one was to bother him. Bennett. It's a matter of life and death. Catherine [With a skive?' of api')rehension.\ I tell you, you can't see him. Bennett. Isn't he in his room ? Catherine. No. Bennett. [Going towards the door.] Are you sure ? Catherine. [Getting in his way] He's tired out. Can't you let him rest ? Bennett, Oh, but you don't know what's happened. The mine's all right. For goodness' sake, let me go to him. Catherine. [Quickly.'] What do you mean ? 2IO THE TENTH MAN Bennett. \^The words tumhling over 07ie another in his hurry. \ The manager had taken IMacdonald in, hadn't shown him a new shaft they'd sunk. The place is crammed full of gold. It was only a dodge of the Lewishams. I did what the Governor told me. I just flooded the market with selling orders of their stocks, and at closing time Manny Lewisham sent for me. I smelt a rat. I was too clever for him. He's offered to take the Governor in. He'll buy a huge block of shares to-morrow at par. He's going to pay on the nail. And we're safe^ we're safe, we're safe. Catherine. D'you mean to say . . . Bennett. [^Interrupting.^ It's what the Governor's been fight- ing for for ten years. At last he's got there. The shares'll be worth anything you like in a month. It means wealth, safety, everything. Catherine. Then George is . . . Bennett. He's at the top of the tree. He's where he ought to be. In ten years he'll be in the House of Lords. Would you like to tell him yourself ? [Catherine hesitates for a moment. She sees her chance of freedom slipping away from THE TENTH MAN ^ 211 her once more. For a inoment she struggles with herself. All her life, past and future^ comes before her in a flash. Catherine. I don't know where he is. Bennett. You don't know ? Catherine. He went down to the smoking-room. Bennett. I must find him. [^He runs towards the door, but before he can get out Catherine has a revulsion of feeling. She gives a cry. Catherine. No, stop. He's in his bedroom. Oh, be quick ! Be quick ! [Bennett stops and looks at her ivith surprise. She runs to the door and beats against it with her hands. Catherine. George, George, George ! Open the door ! George, George ! Bennett. What's the matter ? Wliat d'you mean ? 212 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. George ! It's all right. Open the door, for God's sake. [To BENNErx.] Oh, can't you open the door ? Bennett. Good God, what's he doing ? Catherine. George, George ! [Bennett 2nits his shoulder against it and tries to hurst the dour open. It does not yield. Bennett. Governor. It's me. Catherine. He locked it. Break the glass. [She gives him a hronze ornament which is at her hand., and he hreaks it against the pane of glass ivhich is above the lock. The glass splinters. He puts his hand in and tarns the key. Then he opens the door and bursts in. Bennett. He's not there. Catherine, He must be. He must be. THE TENTH MAN 213 Benneit. The windows are wide open. He must have gone out. Catherine. There's nowhere to go. There's only about two yards of garden and then the line. Call out. Bennett. Perhaps he's in the garden. [Bennett r2i7is out through the doo7' of G'EOUG'E Winter's room. As he does this, Francis Etchingham comes in from the lefty in his pyjartias and a dressing -govjn. Etchingham. I say, what the devil's all this row ? It's bad enough to have the trains banging under one's window all night long. Upon my soul. Catherine. Where's George ? Father, father ! Etchingham. How the deuce should I know ? [Bennett comes hack, Bennett. He's not in the garden anywhere. 214 THE TENTH MAN Catherine. Oh, I'm so frightened ! Etchixgham. What on earth's the matter with you, Kate ? Catherine. Oh, my God, my God ! Bennett. We can't find the Governor. Etchingham. Perhaps he's gone for a walk. Catherine. Along the line ? [Teddie O'Donnell comes running in. Ue has taken his coat and ivaistcoat off. O'Donnell. I say, I've just seen a most r ?ul accident. A man's been run over on the line. 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