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To do so after I, of my own free will, have effaced myself all these years, and allowed you to step into my place, would be unjust, would be impossible for well, one of us, Sutcombe." "And and there's Percy, my son," went on the Marquess, as if he ignored, or had not heard, the other man's assurance.
"Oh, ought they not to be sent back to the bank, Lord Sutcombe?" she said in a low voice. "Perhaps they ought," he said, gravely. "You are thinking of burglars," he added, with a smile. "You need not be apprehensive; the safe is a remarkably good one; one of the best, I believe, and I carry the key about with me always. I have it on my watch-chain.
Both Miriam and his father noticed that he was more sparing of the wine than usual, and Lord Sutcombe, who thought that Miriam had given Percy a hint, glanced at her gratefully. "Where have you been all day, Percy?" asked Miriam, masking her indifference with a show of curiosity. "Oh, I've been mouching about," he said. "Looking round the estate generally."
Heyton slept badly that night and came down to breakfast after Lord Sutcombe and Miriam had finished theirs and gone out. He was in a bad temper, cursed the footman who waited on him, and when he had drunk a cup of coffee and made pretence of eating a piece of toast, mixed himself a glass of soda and whisky and went out.
Derrick felt strangely drawn towards the old man, but told himself that it was because Mr. Clendon was a friend of Celia's Derrick had already learned to call her 'Celia' in his mind. Then the fact that she was librarian to Lord Sutcombe recurred to him.
Tell you what, Green, we're both of us deuced lucky men." "You never spoke a truer word in your life," said Derrick; "and you, at any rate, deserve your luck." They returned to the tent, talking as they went; and there, lo and behold! they found the future Marchioness of Sutcombe the centre of a laughing and talking group, the hearts of all of which she had conquered at first sight.
I can't thank you enough." Her voice broke; for weak and foolish as she was, she could not but think of the still weaker and more vicious man who had planned so base a use for the Sutcombe diamonds. "Very well, my dear," he said, in a kindly voice. "We will leave them to their repose in the safe upstairs. I brought them down from the bank, intending to give them to you."
"I want to tell you that this is my brother" his hand reached for Mr. Clendon's "my elder brother. He is Lord Sutcombe, not I. He disappeared and was supposed to have died. I knew some months ago that he was alive, but " "Yielding to my earnest entreaty, my command, my brother consented to conceal the fact," said Mr. Clendon, gravely.
The Marquess took the paper, passing his hand over his eyes, as if he were dazed, and read the few lines which had cost Celia her last penny. "Got it?" asked Mr. Clendon. "Well, now, I want you to write an answer to it, Talbot, and offer her a situation." Lord Sutcombe dropped into his chair, his head sunk in his hands. "What kind of situation?" he asked, looking up.
Clendon had quietly sunk into a chair and, with his hands leaning on his stick, was looking fixedly at Derrick. "You want to know how we came to know all this?" said Mr. Jacobs, cheerfully. "Well, we had the little affair of the forged cheque placed in our hands, and were following it up when a Mr. Brown, the Sutcombe family solicitor, stepped in and stopped us.
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