"I told her that you were coming.

In an hour's time, return here." Lord Dorminster rose to his feet as his nephew turned to depart.

He laid his hand upon the latter's shoulder, and Nigel always remembered the grave kindliness of his tone and expression.
"Nigel," he sighed, "I am afraid I shall be putting upon your shoulders a terrible burden, but there is no one else to whom I can turn." "There is no one else to whom you ought to turn, sir," the young man replied simply.

"I shall be back in an hour.".