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iled weakly. "Eh?" yelled Sir Thomas. His lordship started convulsively. "Er, yes," he said, "yes, yes! That was it, don't you know!" Sir Thomas eyed his nephew with a baleful stare. Molly looked from one to the other in bewilderment. There was a pause, during which Sir Thomas seemed partially to recover command of himself. Doubts as to the propriety of a family row in mid-stairs appeared to occur to him. He moved forward. "Come with me," he said, with awful curtness. His lordship followed, bonelessly. Molly watched them go, and wondered more than ever. There was something behind this. It was not merely the breaking-off of the engagement that had roused Sir Thomas. He was not a just man, but he was just enough to be able to see that the blame was not Lord Dreever's. There had been something more. She was puzzled. In the hall, Saunders was standing, weapon in hand, about to beat the gong. "Not yet," snapped Sir Thomas. "Wait!" Dinner had been ordered especially early that night because of the theatricals. The necessity for strict punctuality had been straitly enjoined upon Saunders. At some inconvenience, he had ensured strict punctuality. And now--But we all have our cross to bear in this world. Saunders bowed with dignified resignation. Sir Thomas led the way into his study. "Be so good as to close the door," he said. His lordship was so good. Sir Thomas backed to the mantelpiece, and stood there in the attitude which for generations has been sacred to the elderly Briton, feet well apart, hands clasped beneath his coat-tails. His stare raked Lord Dreever like a searchlight. "Now, sir!" he said. His lordship wilted before the gaze. "The fact is, uncle--" "Never mind the facts. I know them! What I require is an explanation." He spread his feet further apart. The years had rolled back, and he was plain Thomas Blunt again, of Blunt's Stores, dealing with an erring employee. "You know what I mean," he went on. "I am not referring to the breaking-off of the engagement. What I insist upon learning is your reason for failing to inform me earlier of the contents of that letter." His lordship said that somehow, don't you know, there didn't seem to be a chance, you know. He had several times been on the point--but--well, some-how--well, that's how it was. "No chance?" cried Sir Thomas. "Indeed! Why did you require that money I gave you?" "Oh, er--I wanted it for something."
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