"And indeed you arrive very opportunely, Grant," his lordship
confessed.
He turned to take his leave of Jack Armytage's niece.
"I'll not forget either Mr. Butler or Captain Tremayne," he promised
her, and his stern face softened into a gentle, friendly smile.
"They are very fortunate in their champion."
CHAPTER XV
THE WALLET
"A queer, mysterious business this death of Samoval," said Colonel
Grant.
"So I was beginning to perceive," Wellington agreed, his brow dark.
They were alone together in the quadrangle under the trellis,
through which the sun, already high, was dappling the table at
which his lordship sat.
"It would be easier to read if it were not for the duelling swords.
Those and the nature of Samoval's wound certainly point unanswerably
to a duel. Otherwise there would be considerable evidence that
Samoval was a spy caught in the act and dealt with out of hand as
he deserved."
"How? Count Samoval a spy?"
"In the French interest," answered the colonel without emotion,
"acting upon the instructions of the Souza faction, whose tool he
had become." And Colonel Grant proceeded to relate precisely what
he knew of Samoval.
Lord Wellington sat awhile in silence, cogitating.
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