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The clocks were striking six as he went softly upstairs with a little tray, and, turning the handle, entered Richard Frayne's room, where one of the windows was open; and all looked bright and cheery in the early morning sunshine as he set the tray down upon the table beside the larger one, which showed that some bread had been broken off, but the rest of the contents were untouched.
John Harper Drennen, using his influence, had caused his friends to buy a total of one hundred thousand dollars of worthless stock. Before the exposure came John Harper Drennen had had his eyes opened. He went to Frayne and Frayne laughed at him. He went higher up and found that the nominal president was under Frayne's thumb.
After plunging as we did head first into the great trouble of Sir Richard Frayne's life, I must ask my readers to let me go back, in military parlance, "two paces to the rear," so as to enter into a few explanations as to the position of the cousins, promising that the interpolation shall be neither tedious nor long.
And now he was bidding it farewell for ever there in the darkness of that lonely night, whose silence was broken from time to time by the chiming and booming of the great Cathedral clock, which once more, to his disordered imagination, seemed associated with a solemn procession to the tomb. Richard Frayne's breast swelled and his hands trembled as his fingers clung round that little morocco case.
He related what had taken place, and the colonel of the 310th smiled. "I have heard of romances," he said quietly. "Excuse me." He touched the bell, and, upon a servant appearing, said "Go to Sir Mark Frayne's quarters, and ask him, with my compliments, to be good enough to step here. Audi alteram partem, gentlemen. You have an impostor in your band." "We shall see."
"There's two double centre-fire breech-loaders in the case," he said to himself, "and there's his revolver and his sword, besides that old hunting-knife in the shark's-skin case there's every temptation for a young man to do it. Oh, what a world this is! Why, that there Mark Frayne's been the cause of all the trouble, and driven S'Richard away blow him! Dick Smithson.
Down on your knees and swear that it was all a hatched-up lie, or " Mark Frayne's words were checked again, for he had never really seen of what his cousin was capable till now. He knew that he took part in athletic exercises, and he had had the gloves on with him often enough before, and knocked him about to his heart's content.
Some other time, p'raps, you may be able to give me a line." "What other business?" said Richard, flushing a little. "That little affair of the money, sir." "I have nothing to do with Mr Mark Frayne's affairs," said Richard, warmly.
"Yes, Smithson," said the colonel. "God bless him!" cried the lieutenant in a low voice full of emotion. "Amen!" said the colonel. "He saved the lives of that sweet girl Miss Deane, yours, and then Sir Mark Frayne's." Lacey began to move towards the door; and the doctor rose, gave the colonel a significant nod, and followed. "Going, Lacey?" said the colonel kindly. "Yes, sir.
You're absurd!" cried Dick, shaking off the thoughts which troubled him as he determined to go to the colonel or Mr Lacey and explain all. "No, sir, it ain't absurd. Flesh and blood 'll stand a deal, but there comes a time when it won't stand no more. Sir Mark Frayne's one o' they Here! hold up, sir; it's your turn now." For Dick had started to his feet. "What?" he cried, huskily.
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