the night-born-第9部分
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〃Gosh！〃 he said aloud； mopping the sweat and fog from his face。
And 〃Gosh！〃 he said once again； while rolling a cigarette and
as he pondered the problem of getting back。
But he made no attempt to go back。 He was resolved not to face
that road in the dark； and with head bowed on knees； he dozed；
waiting for daylight。
How long afterward he did not know； he was awakened by the
yapping bark of a young coyote。 As he looked about and located
it on the brow of the hill behind him； he noted the change that
had come over the face of the night。 The fog was gone； the
stars and moon were out； even the wind had died down。 It had
transformed into a balmy California summer night。 He tried to
doze again； but the yap of the coyote disturbed him。 Half
asleep； he heard a wild and eery chant。 Looking about him； he
noticed that the coyote had ceased its noise and was running
away along the crest of the hill； and behind it； in full
pursuit； no longer chanting； ran the naked creature he had
encountered in the garden。 It was a young coyote； and it was
being overtaken when the chase passed from view。 The man
trembled as with a chill as he started to his feet； clambered
over the fence； and mounted his wheel。 But it was his chance
and he knew it。 The terror was no longer between him and Mill
Valley。
He sped at a breakneck rate down the hill； but in the turn at
the bottom； in the deep shadows； he encountered a chuck…hole
and pitched headlong over the handle bar。
〃It's sure not my night；〃 he muttered； as he examined the
broken fork of the machine
Shouldering the useless wheel； he trudged on。 In time he came
to the stone wall； and； half disbelieving his experience； he
sought in the road for tracks； and found themmoccasin tracks；
large ones； deep…bitten into the dust at the toes。 It was while
bending over them； examining； that again he heard the eery
chant。 He had seen the thing pursue the coyote； and he knew he
had no chance on a straight run。 He did not attempt it；
contenting himself with hiding in the shadows on the off side
of the road。
And again he saw the thing that was like a naked man； running
swiftly and lightly and singing as it ran。 Opposite him it
paused； and his heart stood still。 But instead of coming toward
his hiding…place； it leaped into the air； caught the branch of
a roadside tree； and swung swiftly upward； from limb to limb；
like an ape。 It swung across the wall； and a dozen feet above
the top； into the branches of another tree； and dropped out of
sight to the ground。 The man waited a few wondering minutes；
then started on。
II
Dave Slotter leaned belligerently against the desk that barred
the way to the private office of James Ward； senior partner of
the firm of Ward； Knowles & Co。 Dave was angry。 Every one in
the outer office had looked him over suspiciously； and the man
who faced him was excessively suspicious。
〃You just tell Mr。 Ward it's important；〃 he urged。
〃I tell you he is dictating and cannot be disturbed；〃 was the
answer。 〃Come to…morrow。〃
〃To…morrow will be too late。 You just trot along and tell Mr。
Ward it's a matter of life and death。〃
The secretary hesitated and Dave seized the advantage。
〃You just tell him I was across the bay in Mill Valley last
night； and that I want to put him wise to something。〃
〃What name？〃 was the query。
〃Never mind the name。 He don't know me。〃
When Dave was shown into the private office； he was still in
the belligerent frame of mind； but when he saw a large fair man
whirl in a revolving chair from dictating to a stenographer to
face him； Dave's demeanor abruptly changed。 He did not know why
it changed； and he was secretly angry with himself。
〃You are Mr。 Ward？〃 Dave asked with a fatuousness that still
further irritated him。 He had never intended it at all。
〃Yes；〃 came the answer。
〃And who are you？〃
〃Harry Bancroft；〃 Dave lied。 〃You don't know me； and my name
don't matter。〃
〃You sent in word that you were in Mill Valley last night？〃
〃You live there； don't you？〃 Dave countered； looking
suspiciously at the stenographer。
〃Yes。 What do you mean to see me about？ I am very busy。〃
〃I'd like to see you alone； sir。〃
Mr。 Ward gave him a quick； penetrating look； hesitated； then
made up his mind。
〃That will do for a few minutes； Miss Potter。〃
The girl arose； gathered her notes together； and passed out。
Dave looked at Mr。 James Ward wonderingly； until that gentleman
broke his train of inchoate thought。
〃Well？〃
〃I was over in Mill Valley last night；〃 Dave began confusedly。
〃I've heard that before。 What do you want？〃
And Dave proceeded in the face of a growing conviction that was
unbelievable。 〃I was at your house； or in the grounds； I mean。〃
〃What were you doing there？〃
〃I came to break in；〃 Dave answered in all frankness。
〃I heard you lived all alone with a Chinaman for cook； and it
looked good to me。 Only I didn't break in。 Something happened
that prevented。 That's why I'm here。 I come to warn you。 I
found a wild man loose in your groundsa regular devil。 He
could pull a guy like me to pieces。 He gave me the run of my
life。 He don't wear any clothes to speak of； he climbs trees
like a monkey； and he runs like a deer。 I saw him chasing a
coyote； and the last I saw of it； by God； he was gaining on
it。〃
Dave paused and looked for the effect that would follow his
words。 But no effect came。 James Ward was quietly curious； and
that was all。
〃Very remarkable； very remarkable；〃 he murmured。 〃A wild man；
you say。 Why have you come to tell me？〃
〃To warn you of your danger。 I'm something of a hard
proposition myself； but I don't believe in killing people 。 。 。
that is； unnecessarily。 I realized that you was in danger。 I
thought I'd warn you。 Honest； that's the game。 Of course； if
you wanted to give me anything for my trouble； I'd take it。
That was in my mind； too。 But I don't care whether you give me
anything or not。 I've warned you any way； and done my duty。〃
Mr。 Ward meditated and drummed on the surface of his desk。 Dave
noticed they were large； powerful hands； withal well…cared for
despite their dark sunburn。 Also； he noted what had already
caught his eye beforea tiny strip of flesh…colored
courtplaster on the forehead over one eve。 And still the
thought that forced itself into his mind was unbelievable。
Mr。 Ward took a wallet from his inside coat pocket； drew out a
greenback； and passed it to Dave； who noted as he pocketed it
that it was for twenty dollars。
〃Thank you；〃 said Mr。 Ward； indicating that the interview was
at an end。
〃I shall have the matter investigated。 A wild man running loose
IS dangerous。〃
But so quiet a man was Mr。 Ward； that Dave's courage returned。
Besides； a new theory had suggested itself。 The wild man was
evidently Mr。 Ward's brother； a lunatic privately confined。
Dave had heard of such things。 Perhaps Mr。 Ward wanted it kept
quiet。 That was why he had given him the twenty dollars。
〃Say；〃 Dave began； 〃now I come to think of it that wild man
looked a lot like you〃
That was as far as Dave got； for at that moment he witnessed a
transformation and found himself gazing into the same
unspeakably ferocious blue eyes of the night before； at the
same clutching talon…like hands； and at the same formidable
bulk in the act of springing upon him。 But this time Dave had
no night…stick to throw； and he was caught by the biceps of
both arms in a grip so terrific that it made him groan with
pain。 He saw the large white teeth exposed； for all the world
as a dog's about to bite。 Mr。 Ward's beard brushed his face as
the teeth went in for the grip on his throat。 But the bite was
not given。 Instead； Dave felt the other's body stiffen as with
an iron restraint； and then he was flung aside； without effort
but with such force that only the wall stopped his momentum and
dropped him gasping to the floor。
〃What do you mean by coming here and trying to blackmail me？〃
Mr。 Ward was snarling at him。 〃Here； give me back that money。〃
Dave passed the bill back without a word。
〃I thought you came here with good intentions。 I know you now。
Let me see and hear no more of you； or I'll put you in prison
where you belong。 Do you understand？〃
〃Yes； sir；〃 Dave gasped。
〃Then go。〃
And Dave went； without further word； both his biceps aching
intolerably from the bruise of that tremendous grip。 As his
hand rested on the door knob； he was stopped。
〃You were lucky；〃 Mr。 Ward was saying； and Dave noted that his
face and eyes were cruel and gloating and proud。
〃You were lucky。 Had I wanted； I could have torn your muscles
out of your arms and thrown them in the waste basket there。〃
〃Yes； sir；〃 said Dave； and absolute conviction vibrated in his voice。
He opened t
