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He had arrived from Africa by the same mail with our agent's letter, and had joined his father at once at Glen-Ellachie. Two days later we received a most polite reply from the opposing interest. It ran after this fashion: "DEAR SIR CHARLES VANDRIFT Thanks for yours of the 20th.

"Why, you're not going back to Glen-Ellachie to-night, surely?" Charles exclaimed, in amazement. "Lady Vandrift will be so disappointed! Besides, this business can't be arranged between two trains, do you think, Mr. Granton?" Young Granton smiled. He had an agreeable smile canny, yet open. "Oh no," he said frankly. "I didn't mean to go back. I've put up at the inn.

With regard to your suggestion that we should meet in person, to discuss the basis of a possible amalgamation, I can only say my house is at present full of guests as is doubtless your own and I should therefore find it practically impossible to leave Glen-Ellachie.

Césarine had posted the letter herself at Fowlis, and brought back the receipt; so the only conclusion we could draw was this Colonel Clay must be in league with somebody at the post-office. As for Lord Craig-Ellachie's reply, that was a simple forgery; though, oddly enough, it was written on Glen-Ellachie paper.

And he arrived with all the prestige of the Glen-Ellachie connection." "Or the Professor?" I went on. "Introduced to us by the leading mineralogist of England." I had touched a sore point. Charles winced and remained silent. "Then, women again," he resumed, after a painful pause. "I must meet in society many charming women.

"Seymour," my brother-in-law said impressively, "there is no time to be lost. I must write this evening to Sir David I mean to My Lord. Do you happen to know where he is stopping at present?" "The Morning Post announced two or three days ago that he was at Glen-Ellachie," I answered. "Then I'll ask him to come over and thrash the matter out with me," my brother-in-law went on.

A message awaited us from Lord Craig-Ellachie, to be sure, saying that his son had not left Glen-Ellachie Lodge; while research the next day and later showed that our correspondent had never even received our letter. An empty envelope alone had arrived at the house, and the postal authorities had been engaged meanwhile, with their usual lightning speed, in "investigating the matter."