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You can't look him in the face and run. Mr. Ducaine, this is Sir Michael Trogoldy." He swung round and held out his hand. His eyes searched my face eagerly. "Nephew," he said, "I wanted to meet you, and I didn't want to meet you. God bless my soul! you've got Muriel's eyes and mouth. Come and dine with me one night next week-any night: let me know. Good-bye, good-bye, Lady Angela. God bless you.
I do hope that you will be comfortable." "Comfortable is not the word," I answered. "I have never been used to such luxury." She laughed. "Dear me!" she said. "I have so much to tell you, and the carriage is waiting already. Thank goodness we dine alone to-morrow night. But there is one thing which I must tell you at once. Sir Michael Trogoldy is in town, you know.
It was from a firm of solicitors in Lincoln's Inn, and it informed me, in a few precise sentences, that they had the authority of their client, Sir Michael Trogoldy, to pay me yearly the sum of five hundred pounds. There came no summons from Rowchester, and I dined alone. I must have dozed over my after-dinner cigarette, for at first that soft rapping seemed to come to me from a long way off.
I wonder how our friends on the other side felt when they knew that they had paid fifty thousand pounds for false information? We ought to make you a peer, Ducaine. The Trogoldy money would stand it." "For Heaven's sake, don't!" I cried. "What have I done that you should want to banish me into the pastures?" "You talk too much," my companion murmured.
That being so, you may rely upon it that any feeling I may have in the matter I shall keep to myself." I would have expressed my gratitude to him, but he checked me. "There is," he said, "one other, a more personal matter, concerning which I desired a few words with you. I have had a visit from a relative of yours who is also an old friend of my own. I refer to Sir Michael Trogoldy."
"I wanted to hear all about Braster, and I had a message for him from Sir Michael Trogoldy." The Duke made no remark. "I shall require you, Ducaine, at ten o'clock to-morrow morning in my study," he said. "Afterwards we go over to the War Office. You have brought all the papers with you? If you are quite ready, Angela."
"Ducaine," he said, "what relatives have you with whom you are in any sort of communication?" "None at all!" I answered. "Sir Michael Trogoldy was your mother's brother," he remarked. "He is still alive." "I believe so," I admitted. "I have never approached him, nor has he ever taken any notice of me."
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