Captain
Stump and I have just checked our stock. That seems to be in his favor,
I think?"
"If I have done von Kerber an injustice I shall be the first to ask his
pardon," said Fenshawe. "At present, I have every cause to doubt the
man's motives in leaving us, and I want more than negative proof to
acquit him of dishonesty. By the way, Irene, have you told Royson of
his good fortune?"
"I have hardly spoken two words to him since he arrived," said she
innocently.
"Dear me! That sounds like a strong hint," and Fenshawe very
considerately left the two alone. Tired as Dick was, the best part of
an hour elapsed before Irene could explain fully that he was now a
baronet, with a reasonably large income, or he could make her
understand exactly why he was a somewhat frayed out-of-work when they
met in London.
Perhaps there were interludes and interruptions. Perhaps he thought
that the limpid depths of her brown eyes offered more attractions than
the sordid records of a foolish man's spite and a boy's sufferings.
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