An American Tragedy - Theodore Dreiser [315]
Charged with murder! Roberta dead! And Sondra dead—to him! And the Griffiths! And his uncle! And his mother! and all those people in that camp!
Oh, oh, God, why was it that he had not run, when that something, whatever it was, had so urged him?
Chapter 9
In the absence of Clyde, the impressions taken by Mr. Mason of the world in which he moved here, complementing and confirming those of Lycurgus and Sharon, were sufficient to sober him in regard to the ease (possibly) with which previously he had imagined it might be possible to convict him. For about him was such a scene as suggested all the means as well as the impulse to quiet such a scandal as this. Wealth. Luxury. Important names and connections to protect no doubt. Was it not possible that the rich and powerful Griffiths, their nephew seized in this way and whatever his crime, would take steps to secure the best legal talent available, in order to protect their name? Unquestionably—and then with such adjournments as it was possible for such talent to secure, might it not be possible that long before he could hope to convict him, he himself would automatically be disposed of as a prosecutor and without being nominated for and elected to the judgeship he so craved and needed.
Sitting before the circle of attractive tents that faced the lake and putting in order a fishing-pole and reel, was Harley Baggott, in a brightly-colored sweater and flannel trousers. And through the open flies of several tents, glimpses of individuals—Sondra, Bertine, Wynette and others—busy about toilets necessitated by the recent swim. Being dubious because of the smartness of the company as to whether it was politically or socially wise to proclaim openly the import of his errand, he chose to remain silent for a time, reflecting on the difference between the experiences of his early youth and that of Roberta Alden and these others. Naturally as he saw it a man of this Griffiths’ connections would seek to use a girl of Roberta’s connections thus meanly and brutally and hope to get away with it. Yet, eager to make as much progress as he could against whatever inimical fates might now beset him, he finally approached Baggott, and most acidly, yet with as much show of genial and appreciative sociability as he could muster, observed:
“A delightful place for a camp, eh?”
“Yeh, we think so.”
“Just a group from the estates and hotels about Sharon, I suppose?”
“Yeh. The south and west shore principally.”
“Not any of the Griffiths, other than Mr. Clyde, I presume?”
“No, they’re still over at Greenwood, I think.”
“You know Mr. Clyde Griffiths personally, I suppose?”
“Oh, sure—he’s one of the party.”
“You don’t happen to know how long he’s been up here this time, I presume—up with the Cranstons, I mean.”
“Since Friday, I think. I saw him Friday morning, anyhow. But he’ll be back here soon and you can ask him yourself,” concluded Baggott, beginning to sense that Mr. Mason was a little too inquisitive and in addition not of either his or Clyde’s world.
And just then, Frank Harriet, with a tennis racquet under his arm, striding across the foreground.
“Where to, Frankie?”
“To try those courts Harrison laid out up here this morning.”
“Who with?”
“Violet, Nadine and Stuart.”
“Any room for another court?”
“Sure, there’s two. Why not get Bert, and Clyde, and Sondra, and come up?”
“Well, maybe, after I get this thing set.”
And Mason at once thinking: Clyde and Sondra. Clyde Griffiths and Sondra Finchley—the very girl whose notes and cards were in one of his pockets now. And might he not see her here, along with Clyde— possibly later talk to her about him?
But just then, Sondra and Bertine and Wynette coming out of their respective tents. And Bertine calling: “Oh, say, Harley, seen Nadine anywhere?”
“No, but Frank just went by. He said he was going up to the courts to play with her and Violet and Stew.”
“Yes? Well, then, come on, Sondra. You too, Wynette. We’ll see how it looks.”
Bertine, as she pronounced Sondra’s name, turned to take her arm, which gave Mason the exact information and opportunity he desired