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His eyes traveled over the undulating glens of Asherton Park, where beeches and chestnuts in picturesque clumps intersected the rolling grass land, and wondered if this were the last time he would look upon the place. He wondered what Dora would be doing this time next year if he were shot.
"No overdrawn account yet awhile, surely." "No, Mr. Swinton, nothing as trivial as that. I have just left Mr. Herresford at Asherton Hall, and he makes a very serious charge concerning two checks drawn by him, one for two thousand, the other for five thousand dollars. He declares that they are forgeries." "Forgeries! What do you mean?" "To be more accurate, the checks have been altered.
The automobile for which she had telephoned was already waiting. She entered hurriedly, and bade the chauffeur drive at top speed to Asherton Hall. The cold air outside in the darkening twilight revived her, and brought fresh energy. Her anger against her father grew with every turn of the wheels, and her rage was such that she almost contemplated killing him.
He was warned of her approach by the frou-frou of her silk, an evidence of refined femininity that for a long time past had been absent from Asherton Hall. The old man grunted at the sound, and stared straight ahead out of the window. He did not turn until she stood by his bedside, and placed her gloved hand upon his cold, bony fingers. "Father, I have come to see you."
The words went around among the servants at Asherton Hall in a whisper; and everybody was immediately alert, as at the return of a master. Mr. Trimmer was old Herresford's valet, who had been away for a long holiday the first for many years. Trimmer was a power for good and evil some said a greater power than Herresford himself, over whom he had gained a mental ascendency. Mr.
You have voiced the things that were in my heart. I know you are right." "Then, if you have confidence, do as I say, or you'll bitterly regret it. As the mistress of Asherton Hall and all my money, you can have any man you wish. Do you know what I'm worth?" She made no answer. "Come here." He beckoned again, and was about to whisper the amount, when his mood changed. "No, no!
As if by an inspiration, she remembered the name of a lawyer who used to be her mother's adviser a Mr. Jevons, who used to come to Asherton Hall before her mother died, and afterward quarreled with Herresford. This was the man to advise her. He would be sure to know the truth about the private fortune of Mrs. Herresford, which the husband had absorbed after his wife's death.
She thought she was alone, and danced and ran like a child, from which we deduced that she had seen the young man, and that he was hiding in Asherton Hall. We went so far as to interview the housekeeper, who made it clear that the young man had not been there, and offered to let us search. But we are watching the house." "And the rectory?" asked Ormsby. "He hasn't been there.
Thank him for the money he has given you, and say nothing about the amount. Don't remind him. He might relent, and and stop the check or something of that sort." "All right, mother." And Dick went off to the bank with the check, feeling that the world was a much-improved place. On his return, he took a train to Asherton Hall, in order that he might thank his grandfather.
He is sure to communicate with her, and she'll try to see him. His people at the rectory know where he is, and I suspect that Mr. Herresford knows as well. My man reports that the young lady went to Asherton Hall after an interview with Mr. Herresford's valet. She came out of the house in a state of excitement, and showed every sign of joy.
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