We must not force ourselves upon your father's confidence, but we must endeavour to save him from this misery.

Do you go in to him with this card.

Do not show it to him too suddenly; and then find out whether he really wishes to see the man.

I will stay about the place; for it may be possible that a magistrate will be wanted, and in such a matter you had better not act." They were now at the hall-door, and Somers, turning to Mollett, told him that Mr.Herbert Fitzgerald would carry the card to his father.
And then he added, seeing that Mollett was going to come down, "You had better stay in the gig till Mr.Fitzgerald comes back; just sit where you are; you'll get an answer all in good time." Sir Thomas was crouching over the fire in his study when his son entered, with his eyes fixed upon a letter which he held in his hand, and which, when he saw Herbert, he closed up and put away.
"Father," said Herbert, in a cheerful every-day voice, as though he had nothing special to communicate, "there is a man in a gig out there.

He says he wants to see you." "A man in a gig!" and Herbert could see that his father had already begun to tremble.