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"Your friend, Mr. Geoffrey Delamayn." Arnold sprang to his feet in ungovernable surprise. "I appear to astonish you," remarked Sir Patrick. Arnold sat down again, and waited, in speechless suspense, to hear what was coming next. "I have reason to know," said Sir Patrick, "that Mr. Delamayn is thoroughly well acquainted with the nature of Miss Silvester's present troubles.
Difficult to reconcile what Geoffrey told us, with Miss Silvester's manner and appearance. What next? You had something else to say, when I was so rude as to interrupt you. What was it?" "Only this," said Julius. "I don't find it easy to understand Sir Patrick Lundie's conduct in permitting Mr. Brinkworth to commit bigamy with his niece." "Wait a minute! The marriage of that horrible woman to Mr.
He is interested, remember, in proving you and Miss Silvester to be man and wife. Circumstances may arise I won't waste time in guessing at what they may be which will enable a third person to produce the landlady and the waiter at Craig Fernie in evidence against you and to assert that your declaration and Miss Silvester's declaration are the result of collusion between you two. Don't start!
"It would occupy a long time," answered Sir Patrick, "to tell you how and it is not at all necessary to our purpose that you should know. My present obligation merely binds me to tell you in strict confidence, mind! that Miss Silvester's secrets are no secrets to Mr. Delamayn. I leave to your discretion the use you may make of that information.
And I do so long to sympathize! It's very hard. I think I shall go to Arnold." Sir Patrick took his niece's hand. "Stop a minute, Blanche. About Miss Silvester? Have you heard from her to-day?" "No. I am more unhappy about her than words can say." "Suppose somebody went to Craig Fernie and tried to find out the cause of Miss Silvester's silence?
It was plain to any one who knew Anne Silvester's story that those were the words which had found their fatal way to her in her place of rest. The inference that followed seemed to be hardly less clear. But one intelligible object, in the opinion of Sir Patrick, could be at the end of her journey to the north.
Lady Lundie had cross-examined her way downward as far as the page, when Sir Patrick joined her. "My dear lady! pardon me for reminding you again, that this is a free country, and that you have no claim whatever to investigate Miss Silvester's proceedings after she has left your house." Lady Lundie raised her eyes, devotionally, to the ceiling. She looked like a martyr to duty.
In that event, Sir Patrick's advice and assistance would be placed, without scruple, at Miss Silvester's disposal. By asserting her claim, in opposition to the claim of Mrs. Glenarm, she was also asserting herself to be an unmarried woman, and was thus serving Blanche's interests as well as her own. "I owe it to Blanche to help her," thought Sir Patrick.
"Do you know where Miss Silvester is now?" Still no reply. Still the same mutely-insolent defiance of look and manner. Arnold's dark color began to deepen. "Why don't you answer me?" he said. "Because I have had enough of it." "Enough of what?" "Enough of being worried about Miss Silvester. Miss Silvester's my business not yours." "Gently, Geoffrey!
If I had not innocently hastened your marriage with Blanche, Miss Silvester's admirable letter would have reached us in ample time to prevent mischief. It's useless to dwell on that now. Cheer up, Arnold! I am bound to show you the way out of the labyrinth, no matter what the difficulties may be and, please God, I will do it!"
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