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"Unless you are both the serpent and the dove, Falby." "Yessir." As they entered the hall, Brillon with the saddle-bags was being taken in charge, and Gaston saw what a strange figure he looked beside the other servants and in these fine surroundings. He could not think that himself was so bizarre. Nor was he.

"Unless you are both the serpent and the dove, Falby." "Yessir." As they entered the hall, Brillon with the saddle-bags was being taken in charge, and Gaston saw what a strange figure he looked beside the other servants and in these fine surroundings. He could not think that himself was so bizarre. Nor was he.

A keen, cold look shot from under his straight brows. "Well?" he asked. "Will you step into the library, sir? Sir William will see you there." Falby tried to avoid his look, but his eyes were compelled, and Gaston said: "Falby, you will always hate to enter this room." Falby was agitated. "I hope not, sir." "But you will, Falby, unless " "Yessir?"

After an instant he added, with a carelessness as much assumed as natural: "You may ring the bell, and tell Falby to come to my room. And because I am to appear at the flare-up to-night all in honour of the prodigal's son this matter is between us, and we meet as loving relatives. You understand my motives, Gaston Robert Belward?" "Thoroughly."

After an instant he added, with a carelessness as much assumed as natural: "You may ring the bell, and tell Falby to come to my room. And because I am to appear at the flare-up to-night all in honour of the prodigal's son this matter is between us, and we meet as loving relatives. You understand my motives, Gaston Robert Belward?" "Thoroughly."

"Where have you seen me?" "In the picture on the wall, sir." "Whose picture, Falby?" "Sir Gaston Belward, Sir." A smile lurked at the corners of Gaston's mouth. "Gaston Belward. Very well, then you know what to say to Sir William. Show me into the library." "Or the justices' room, sir?" "The justices' room will do." Gaston wondered what the justices' room was.

"For instance," Gaston continued, "this tale of King Charles and Buckingham." He read it. "Now here is the scene as I picture it." In quick elliptical phrases he gave the tale from a different stand-point. Sir William stared curiously at Gaston, then felt for some keys in his pocket. He got up and rang the bell. Gaston was still talking. He gave the keys to Falby with a whispered word.

There were easier ways. But presently he found that the heart beat. "Good! good!" he said, undid the collar, got some water, and rang a bell. Falby came. Gaston ordered some brandy, and asked for Sir William. After the brandy had been given, consciousness returned. Gaston lifted him up.

He presently swallowed more brandy, and while yet his head was at Gaston's shoulder, said: "You are a hard hitter. But you've certainly lost the game now." Here he made an effort, and with Gaston's assistance got to his feet. At that moment Falby entered to say that Sir William was not in the house. With a wave of the hand Gaston dismissed him.

A moment after he stood in it, and the dazed Falby had gone, trying vainly to reconcile the picture on the wall, which, now that he could think, he knew was very old, with this strange man who had sent a curious cold shiver through him. But, anyhow, he was a Belward, that was certain: voice, face, manner showed it. But with something like no Belward he had ever seen.

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