"Let me play host to you out of the contents of your own cellar." His lordship's eye brightened at the suggestion, which confirmed the impression Mr.Caryll had formed that all was far from well with his lordship.

Leduc brimmed a glass, and handed it to my lord, who emptied it at a draught.

Mr.Caryll waved an impatient hand.

"Away with you, Leduc.

Go watch the goldfish in the pond.