He was putting to the test the strength of his position in that household.
He had an ulterior motive, one that was ingenious and subtle.
"But you are not really going ?" exclaimed the other.

"You told me the other day something about my factor Macdonald, and your suspicions of certain irregularities." "My dear Sir Henry, it will be far better for us both if I leave.

To remain will only be to lend further colour to these scandalous rumours.
I have decided to leave your house." "You believe that Macdonald is dishonest, eh ?" inquired the afflicted man quickly.
"Yes, I'm certain of it.

Remember, Sir Henry, that when one is dealing with a man who is blind, it is sometimes a great temptation to be dishonest." "I know, I know," sighed the other deeply.

They were at a bend in the drive where the big trees met overhead, forming a leafy tunnel.