All that he knew, all the influence he could command, and the experience upon which he could draw were unreservedly at Barebone's service.

The difference in years had only affected their friendship in so far as it defined their respective positions and prohibited any thought of rivalry.

Colville had been the unquestioned leader, Barebone the ready disciple.
And now in the twinkling of an eye the positions were reversed.

Colville stood watching Barebone's face with eyes rendered almost servile by a great suspense.

He waited breathless for the next words.
"This portrait," said Barebone, "of the Queen was placed in the locket by you ?" Colville nodded with a laugh of conscious cleverness rewarded by complete success.