Sir Stephen sank into a chair and covered his face with his hands for a

moment, then he looked up at Stafford.

"He's right. It was his turn. He has taken it--and with it every penny

I possess. It means ruin--complete ruin! Worse even than the loss of

every penny; for--for--I--God help me!--can't afford to go into court

and have the past raked up--And he knows it--he knows it, Stafford!"

The sight of the old man's anguish almost drove Stafford mad.

"Have you no mercy, sir?" he said to Falconer. "Grant that my father

had injured you--isn't this rather too awful a revenge to exact?

I--I--I--don't understand all that I have heard; but--but"--an oath

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broke from his hot lips--"will nothing less than the ruin of my father

satisfy you?"

Falconer looked from one to the other and moistened his lips, while his

hands gripped each other behind his back.

"I think you have misunderstood me," he said, in a dry, harsh voice; "I

have no intention of ruining your father or of depriving him of his

good name. Mind! if I did I should only be taking my pound of flesh:

and I may tell you that before I entered this house this afternoon I

had resolved to have it. But I heard something that induced me to

change my mind."

Sir Stephen leant forward, his eyes fixed eagerly on the speaker, and

Stafford in his anxiety held his breath and pressed his father's

shoulder encouragingly.

"You heard something, sir?" Stafford asked, as calmly as he could.

Mr. Falconer was silent for a moment, then he said: "Yes. I heard that you were desirous of marrying my daughter, Maude,

Mr. Orme; and I need not say that a man does not ruin his son-in-law!"

There was an intense silence. Stafford stood as if he were turned to

stone, as if he were trying to persuade himself that he had

misunderstood the meaning of Falconer's words. Marry Maude

Falconer--he! Was he dreaming, or was this man, who stood regarding him

with cold, glittering eyes, mad!




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