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Turner had dragged on his thick overcoat, not without Loo's assistance, and, with the collar turned up about his ears, he went out into the night, leaving the three persons whom he had found in the drawing-room standing in the hall looking at the door which he closed decisively behind him. "Seize your happiness while you can," he had urged.
De Loo, being importunate, however "as he usually was," according to his own statement obtained in Burghley's hand a confirmation, by order of the Queen, of De Loo's letter of the 26th December.
Van Loo's brother!" said Demorest, recoiling. "No!" said Jack, with a grim face, "it's what I have long suspected, it's Steptoe's son!" "His son?" repeated Demorest. "Yes," said Jack; and he added, after looking at the two bodies with a long-drawn whistle of concern, "and I wouldn't, if I were you, say anything of this to Barker." "Why?" said Demorest.
"Well, she was wrong, and here I am!" was Loo's reply, with his old, ready laugh. "And here is Farlingford unchanged, and no harm done." "Why should there be any harm done?" was Sep's prompt question. Barebone was shaking hands with Miriam. "Oh, I don't know," he answered. "Because there always is harm done, I suppose."
A Captain of the Pink Hussars watering up his charger before parade like the blasted boozing Colonel of a Black Regiment! M. You never did! G. Once only. He squelched like a mussuck, and the Troop-Sergeant-Major cocked his eye at me. You know old Haffy's eye. I was afraid to do it again. M. I should think so. That was the best way to rupture old Van Loo's tummy, and make him crumple you up.
The banker, it seemed, was about his business again, in one of those simple addition sums, which he sometimes solved correctly. "To you," he said, after a moment's pause, with a glance in Loo's direction, "to you, it must appear that I am interfering in what is not my own business. You are wrong there."
Neither the courteous menace of the lieutenant nor his daughter's reproach seemed to have had any effect upon him. He went on with his dinner. Loo's outspoken admiration of the officer did not move Bancroft as she had anticipated. It simply confirmed his worst suspicions.
He had told his wife the truth when he informed her of Van Loo's fears of being reminded of their former intimacy; but he had not told her how its discontinuance after they had left Heavy Tree Hill had affected her son, and how he still cherished his old admiration for that specious rascal. Nor had he told her how this had stung him, through his own selfish greed of the boy's affection.
"He is sure to be in in a few minutes," she said; for she had heard the end of their talk. She could scarcely have helped hearing Loo's weighty suggestion of a lantern, which had had the effect he must have anticipated. Sep was already hurriedly searching for matches. It would be difficult to dissuade him from his purpose.
Then a new phase of the situation flashed upon her. It was hard for her vanity to accept Van Loo's desertion as voluntary and final. What if that hateful woman had lured him away by some trick or artfully designed message? She was capable of such meanness to insure the fulfillment of her prophecy.
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