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Updated: September 11, 2025
I want to go to the Isle of Wight. It must be quite nice there now. We will go by the next Currie boat." "My dear Mildred," replied Miss Terry, aghast, "if you were going back so soon, why did you not leave me behind you? And just as we were getting so nicely settled here too, and I shall be so sorry to say good-bye to that young Heigham, he is such a nice young man! Why don't you marry him?
Oh, for shame, it is not true, he is not dead." "This seems to me to be a thankless as well as a painful task," said Lady Bellamy, hoarsely, "but, if you will not believe me, look here, you know this, I suppose? I took it, as he asked me to do, from his dead hand that it might be given back to you." "If Mr. Heigham is dead," said Mr. Fraser, "how do you know it, where did he die, and what of?"
Mind now, Agatha, not a word of this to Mr. Heigham; it would put him out." "Well, Mildred, I should have thought that you would be put out too." "I! oh, no! Worse things might happen," and she shrugged her shoulders. At length the much-expected evening came, and the arriving guests found that the ball had been planned on a scale such as Madeira had never before beheld.
In short, a man in looking at Arthur Heigham at the age of twenty-four would have reflected that, even among English gentlemen, he was remarkable for his gentleman-like appearance, and a "fellow one would like to know;" a girl would have dubbed him "nice-looking;" and a middle-aged woman and most women do not really understand the immense difference between men until they are getting on that way would have recognized in him a young man by no means uninteresting, and one who might, according to the circumstances of his life, develop into anything or nothing in particular.
It is wonderful, by the way, how enemies do spring up round a man in trouble like dogs who bite a wounded companion to death, and on the same principle. He is defenceless. This gentleman would insist on conducting the witnesses' examination on the basis that he knew all about the fraud practised with reference to the supposed death of Arthur Heigham.
I think that I have lost the old Mildred somewhere or other, and picked up a new one whom I don't understand." "Ah, indeed," remarked Miss Terry, in the most matter-of-fact way, without having the faintest idea of what her friend was driving at. "How it rains! I suppose that he won't come to-day." "He! Who's he?" "Why, how stupid you are! Mr. Heigham, of course!"
Then followed a waltz, and, as its first strains struck up, several applicants came to compete for the honour of her hand; but she declined them all, saying that she was already engaged; and presently Arthur, looking very tall and quite the typical young Englishman in his dress-clothes, came hurrying up. "You are late, Mr. Heigham," she said; "the music has begun." "Yes; I am awfully sorry.
I must get a room ready." "Ah! domestic details; I had overlooked them. I daresay you can manage that eh, Heigham?" "Oh! yes, easily, thank you." As he said the words, the door was flung open, and "Lady Bellamy" was announced with the energy that a footman always devotes to the enunciation of a title, and next second a splendid creature, magnificently dressed, sailed into the room.
Presently the waltz came to an end, and Mildred was obliged to hurry off to receive the Portuguese Governor, who had just put in an appearance. Arthur looked at his card, and found that he was down for the next galop with Lady Florence Claverley. "Our dance again, Lady Florence." "Really, Mr. Heigham, this is quite shocking.
"There," he said to himself, "that will make an end of the affair, and I will get young Heigham back and they can be married. George can never take what I mean to offer; if he should, the Egyptian will be spoiled indeed, and the game will be worth the candle. Not that I have any responsibility about it, however; I shall put no pressure on Angela, she must choose for herself."
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