And see, my lord, Egypt concerns you too.

Lord Eglington is there, and 'tis time he was returning-ay, 'tis time." There was a baleful look in Soolsby's eyes.

Whatever he might think, whatever considerations might arise at other times, a sinister feeling came upon him when Eglington was with him.
"And, my lord," he went on, "I'd be glad to know that you've sent for him, and told him the truth." "Have you ?" Eglington flicked the ash from his cigar, speaking coolly.
Soolsby looked at him with his honest blue eyes aflame, and answered deliberately: "I was not for taking your place, my lord.

'Twas my duty to tell you, but the rest was between you and the Earl of Eglington." "That was thoughtful of you, Soolsby.

And Miss Claridge ?" "I told you that night, my lord, that only her father and myself knew; and what was then is now." A look of relief stole across Eglington's face.