The steward himself told me so in his last letter." "Oh, if the steward told you so, of course there is nothing more to be said!" "Don't object to my coming back! pray don't, Sir Patrick! I'll promise to live in my new house when I have got Blanche to live in it with me.
If you won't mind, I'll go and tell her at once that it all belongs to her as well as to me." "Gently! gently! you talk as if you were married to her already!" "It's as good as done, Sir! Where's the difficulty in the way now ?" As he asked the question the shadow of some third person, advancing from the side of the summer-house, was thrown forward on the open sunlit space at the top of the steps.

In a moment more the shadow was followed by the substance--in the shape of a groom in his riding livery.

The man was plainly a stranger to the place.

He started, and touched his hat, when he saw the two gentlemen in the summer-house.
"What do you want ?" asked Sir Patrick "I beg your pardon, Sir; I was sent by my master--" "Who is your master ?" "The Honorable Mr.Delamayn, Sir." "Do you mean Mr.Geoffrey Delamayn ?" asked Arnold.
"No, Sir.

Mr.Geoffrey's brother--Mr.Julius.