Kate looked at Morton with inquiring eye--he shook his head.
Britt resumed: "I am trusting in you, Serviss. If I could be sure of living two weeks longer I would stay and help, but money and breath are now vital to me, and I must go. However, I'm perfectly willing to put Clarke out of the way if you advise it. He really ought to die, Mrs. Rice," he gravely explained as he rose to go. "He is a male vampire. To think of him despoiling that glorious young soul maddens me. I am the son of a coarse, powerful, sensual, drunken father; but he neglected to endow me with his brutal health. My mother was an invalid; therefore, here am I, old and worn out at forty--that's why I worship youth and beauty. Health is the only heaven I know, and that is denied me." Here his smile died, his eyes softened, and his face set in impenetrable gravity. "Had I the power I would keep Viola Lambert forever young and forever virgin." Then, with a quick return to his familiar drawl: "But I am going away without even killing Clarke, to plod my little round in Colorow and wait news from you. If I do not see you again, Mrs. Rice, keep me in mind. I make the same promise your husband made--I will 'manifest' to you if I can."
"I would rather you came in the flesh," she replied.
He bowed deeply. "I thank you both for a very satisfying glimpse of a civilised home."
"Sometimes I think we're over-civilized," she replied, quickly. "But come and see us again."
"I fear it will be as a spook--they laugh at microbes as well as locks. However, I promise to rap when I call."
"Thank you, that will make you a most considerate ghost."
When they were alone together Kate said, with a sigh: "What an amount of sin and sickness and trouble and death there is in the world!"
"That's a sign we're getting on," he replied. "When we're young we laugh at the falling leaves--they are only a sign of some new sport. When I'm as old as you are I suppose I'll begin to observe all the bald-heads at the theatre."
"Well, now, for our dinner-party. I must write to Mrs. Lambert to-night."
"You'd better take second thought about this matter--'Reckless Kate.'"
"I have."
"Take a third. Consider this--the girl may go into a trance at the table."
"Oh, if she only would! My fear is she'll be like other amateur performers--'subject to a cold' or something. These gifted people are so often disappointing."