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'Twas the most extraordinary sensation to note the utterly urbane and cheerful countenance with which Mr. Vanringham disclosed the meditated atrocity. This unprincipled young man was about to run me through with no more compunction than a naturalist in the act of pinning a new beetle among his collection may momentarily be aware of.
MR. ERWYN, betrothed to Lady Allonby. VANRINGHAM, an impudent tragedian of the Globe Company. QUARMBY, Vanringham's associate. Miss ALLONBY, an heiress, of a petulant humor, in love with Audaine. MARCHIONESS OF FALMOUTH, an impertinent affected dowager, and grandmother to Miss Allonby. LADY ALLONBY, step-mother to Miss Allonby and Gerald. POSTILIONS, SERVANTS, Etc.
"You will find more plates in the cupboard, Monsieur Vanringham," remarked Nelchen, as she obediently tripped up the stairway, toward her room in the right wing. "And the knives and forks are in the second drawer." So Vanringham laid two covers in discreet silence; then bowed and withdrew by the side door that led to the kitchen.
To-night he had missed his lady at their rendezvous, owing to my premature appearance, and had followed us post-haste. "My Castalio!" she screamed. Vanringham was most successful in wringing tears and laughter from the injudicious. And I found the tableau they presented singular.
Now, let us consider yes, I might use you here in Paris, I believe. And the work is light and safe, a trifle of sedition, of stirring up a street riot or two." Vanringham laughed. "I might have recognized your hand in the late disturbances, sir. As matters stand, I can only thank your Grace and regret that I have earlier secured employment.
'Sdeath and devils!" roared the Colonel, "I will cut the throat of any man who dares to speak of fighting in this amicable company! Gi'me some more punch," said the Colonel. And thereupon in silence Mr. Allonby resumed his seat. Now, to relieve the somewhat awkward tension, Mr. Vanringham cried: "So being neighborly again, let us think no more of the recent difference in opinion.
A floridly handsome man in black was descending the stairway of the Hotel de Soyecourt at the moment the Duke of Ormskirk stepped cheerily from his coach. This person saluted the plump nobleman with due deference, and was accorded in return a little whistling sound of amazement. "Mr. Vanringham, as I live and in Paris!
But the other men had run hastily up the stairway and were battering at the door of Vanringham's chamber. "Locked!" said the Colonel. "Oh, the unutterable cur! Open, open, I tell you, Vanringham! By God, I'll have your blood for this if you have hurt the boy!" "Break in the door!" said a voice from below.
But such folly is out of the question. The man is the heart of the conspiracy. "No, Captain Audaine, I am afraid we must have that handsome head of yours, and set your spirit free before this month is out. And your head also, Mr. Vanringham, when we are done with using your evidence. This affair must be the last; hitherto we have tried leniency, and it has failed; now we will try extermination.
The hands of Mr. Allonby had screened his face during the recital, "Oh, the poor man!" he said, "I cannot bear " And then, with swift alteration, he tossed back his head, and laughed. "Are we gentlemen to be denied all amusement? Sir Gresley acted quite within his privilege, and in terming him severe you have lied, Mr. Vanringham. I repeat, sir, you have lied!"
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