CHAPTER XV.
THE CABLEGRAM FROM NEW YORK The two younger men received this announcement with no more than looks of astonished inquiry, but the elder one coughed significantly, had further recourse to his snuff-box and turned to Mrs.Greyle with a knowing glance.
"My dear lady!" he said impressively.

"Now this is a matter in which I believe I can be of service--real service! You may have forgotten the fact--it is all so long ago--and perhaps I never mentioned it in the old days--but the truth is that before I went on the stage, I was in the law.
The fact is, I am a duly and fully qualified solicitor--though," he added, with a dry chuckle, "it is a good five and twenty years since I paid the six pounds for the necessary annual certificate.

But I have not forgotten my law--or some of it--and no doubt I can furbish up a little more, if necessary.

You say that Mr.Marston Greyle, the present owner of Scarhaven, has offered to sell his estate to Lord Altmore?
But--is not the estate entailed ?" "No!" replied Mrs.Greyle.

"It is not." Mr.Dennie's face fell--unmistakably.