We desire to spare the innocent the consequences of the sins of a
man who is dead, and well dead." He turned to O'Moy, standing there
tense and anxious. It was not for Dom Miguel to know that it was
the adjutant's fate that was being decided. "Sir Terence," he cried,
"you have been here for a year, and all matters connected with the
Council have been treated through you. You cannot fail to see the
wisdom of my recommendation."
His lordship's eyes flashed round upon O'Moy. "Ah yes!" he said.
"What is your feeling in this matter, 'O'Moy?" he inquired, his
tone and manner void of all expression.
Sir Terence faltered; then stiffened. "I - The matter is one that
only your lordship can decide. I have no wish to influence your
decision."
"I see. Ha! And you, Grant? No doubt you agree with Dom Miguel?"
"Most emphatically - upon every count, sir," replied the intelligence
officer without hesitation. "I think Dom Miguel offers an excellent
bargain. And, as he says, we hold a guarantee of its fulfilment."
"The bargain might be improved," said Wellington slowly.
"If your lordship will tell me how, the Council, I am sure, will
be ready to do all that lies in its power to satisfy you.
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