rel！'
〃Mr。 Pillin； sir； and will you wait lunch； or will you have it in the dining…room？〃
〃In the dining…room。〃
At sight of that death's…head of a fellow； old Heythorp felt a sort of pity。 He looked bad enough alreadyand this news would make him look worse。 Joe Pillin glanced round at the two closed doors。
〃How are you； Sylvanus ？ I'm very poorly。〃 He came closer； and lowered his voice： 〃Why did you get me to make that settlement？ I must have been mad。 I've had a man called VentnorI didn't like his manner。 He asked me if I knew a Mrs。 Larne。〃
〃Ha！ What did you say？〃
〃What could I say？ I don't know her。 But why did he ask？〃
〃Smells a rat。〃
Joe Pillin grasped the edge of the table with both hands。
〃Oh！〃 he murmured。 〃Oh！ don't say that！〃
Old Heythorp held out to him the crumpled letter。
When he had read it Joe Pillin sat down abruptly before the fire。
〃Pull yourself together； Joe； they can't touch you； and they can't upset either the purchase or the settlement。 They can upset me； that's all。〃
Joe Pillin answered； with trembling lips：
〃How you can sit there； and look the same as ever！ Are you sure they can't touch me？〃
Old Heyworth nodded grimly。
〃They talk of an Act； but they haven't passed it yet。 They might prove a breach of trust against me。 But I'll diddle them。 Keep your pecker up； and get off abroad。〃
〃Yes； yes。 I must。 I'm very bad。 I was going to…morrow。 But I don't know； I'm sure； with this hanging over me。 My son knowing her makes it worse。 He picks up with everybody。 He knows this man Ventnor too。 And I daren't say anything to Bob。 What are you thinking of； Sylvanus？ You look very funny！〃
Old Heythorp seemed to rouse himself from a sort of coma。
〃I want my lunch；〃 he said。 〃Will you stop and have some？〃
Joe Pillin stammered out：
〃Lunch！ I don't know when I shall eat again。 What are you going to do； Sylvanus？〃
〃Bluff the beggar out of it。〃
〃But suppose you can't？〃
〃Buy him off。 He's oneof my creditors。〃
Joe Pillin stared at him afresh。 〃You always had such nerve；〃 he said yearningly。 〃Do you ever wake up between two and four？ I do and everything's black。〃
〃Put a good stiff nightcap on； my boy； before going to bed。〃
〃Yes； I sometimes wish I was less temperate。 But I couldn't stand it。 I'm told your doctor forbids you alcohol。〃
〃He does。 That's why I drink it。〃
Joe Pillin； brooding over the fire； said： 〃This meetingd'you think they mean to have it？ D'you think this man really knows？ If my name gets into the newspapers〃 but encountering his old friend's deep little eyes； he stopped。 〃So you advise me to get off to…morrow； then？〃
Old Heythorp nodded。
〃Your lunch is served； sir。〃
Joe Pillin started violently； and rose。
〃Well； good…bye； Sylvanus…good…bye！ I don't suppose I shall be back till the summer； if I ever come back！〃 He sank his voice： 〃I shall rely on you。 You won't let them； will you？〃
Old Heythorp lifted his hand； and Joe Pillin put into that swollen shaking paw his pale and spindly fingers。 〃I wish I had your pluck；〃 he said sadly。 〃Good…bye； Sylvanus；〃 and turning； he passed out。
Old Heythorp thought： 'Poor shaky chap。 All to pieces at the first shot！' And； going to his lunch； ate more heavily than usual。
2
Mr。 Ventnor； on reaching his office and opening his letters； found； as he had anticipated； one from 〃that old rascal。〃 Its contents excited in him the need to know his own mind。 Fortunately this was not complicated by a sense of dignityhe only had to consider the position with an eye on not being made to look a fool。 The point was simply whether he set more store by his money than by his desire for… …erJustice。 If not； he had merely to convene the special meeting； and lay before it the plain fact that Mr。 Joseph Pillin； selling his ships for sixty thousand pounds； had just made a settlement of six thousand pounds on a lady whom he did not know； a daughter； ward； or what…notof the purchasing company's chairman； who had said； moreover； at the general meeting； that he stood or fell by the transaction； he had merely to do this； and demand that an explanation be required from the old man of such a startling coincidence。 Convinced that no explanation would hold water； he felt sure that his action would be at once followed by the collapse； if nothing more； of that old image； and the infliction of a nasty slur on old Pillin and his hopeful son。 On the other hand； three hundred pounds was money； and； if old Heythorp were to say to him： 〃What do you want to make this fuss forhere's what I owe you！〃 could a man of business and the world let his sense of justicehowever he might itch to have it satisfiedstand in the way of what was after all also his sense of Justice？for this money had been owing to him for the deuce of along time。 In this dilemma； the words：
〃My solicitors will be instructed〃 were of notable service in helping him to form a decision； for he had a certain dislike of other solicitors； and an intimate knowledge of the law of libel and slander； if by any remote chance there should be a slip between the cup and the lip； Charles Ventnor might be in the soupa position which he deprecated both by nature and profession。 High thinking； therefore； decided him at last to answer thus：
〃February 19th； 1905。
〃SIR；I have received your note。 I think it may be fair； before taking further steps in this matter； to ask you for a personal explanation of the circumstances to which I alluded。 I therefore propose with your permission to call on you at your private residence at five o'clock to…morrow afternoon。
〃Yours faithfully；
〃CHARLES VENTNOR。
〃SYLVANUS HEYTHORP； Esq。〃
Having sent this missive； and arranged in his mind the damning； if circumstantial； evidence he had accumulated； he awaited the hour with confidence； for his nature was not lacking in the cock…surety of a Briton。 All the same； he dressed himself particularly well that morning； putting on a blue and white striped waistcoat which； with a cream…coloured tie； set off his fulvous whiskers and full blue eyes； and he lunched； if anything； more fully than his wont； eating a stronger cheese and taking a glass of special Club ale。 He took care to be late； too； to show the old fellow that his coming at all was in the nature of an act of grace。 A strong scent of hyacinths greeted him in the hall； and Mr。 Ventnor； who was an amateur of flowers； stopped to put his nose into a fine bloom and think uncontrollably of Mrs。 Larne。 Pity！ The things one had to give up in lifefine womenone thing and another。 Pity！ The thought inspired in him a timely anger； and he followed the servant； intending to stand no nonsense from this paralytic old rascal。
The room he entered was lighted by a bright fire； and a single electric lamp with an orange shade on a table covered by a black satin cloth。 There were heavily gleaming oil paintings on the walls； a heavy old brass chandelier without candles； heavy dark red curtains； and an indefinable scent of burnt acorns； coffee； cigars； and old man。 He became conscious of a candescent spot on the far side of the hearth； where the light fell on old Heythorp's thick white hair。
〃Mr。 Ventnor； sir。〃
The candescent spot moved。 A voice said： 〃Sit down。〃
Mr。 Ventnor sat in an armchair on the opposite side of the fire； and； finding a kind of somnolence creeping over him； pinched himself。 He wanted all his wits about him。
The old man was speaking in that extinct voice of his； and Mr。 Ventnor said rather pettishly：
〃Beg pardon； I don't get you。〃
Old Heythorp's voice swelled with sudden force：
〃Your letters are Greek to me。〃
〃Oh！ indeed； I think we can soon make them into plain English！〃
〃Sooner the better。〃
Mr。 Ventnor passed through a moment of indecision。 Should he lay his cards on the table？ It was not his habit； and the proceeding was sometimes attended with risk。 The knowledge； however； that he could always take them up again； seeing there was no third person here to testify that he had laid them down； decided him； and he said：
〃Well； Mr。 Heythorp； the long and short of the matter is this： Our friend Mr。 Pillin paid you a commission of ten per cent。 on the sale of his ships。 Oh！ yes。 He settled the money； not on you； but on your relative Mrs。 Larne and her children。 This； as you know； is a breach of trust on your part。
The old man's voice： 〃Where did you get hold of that cock…and…bull story？〃 brought him to his feet before the fire。
〃It won't do； Mr。 Heythorp。 My witnesses are Mr。 Pillin； Mrs。 Larne； and Mr。 Scriven。〃
〃What have you come here for； thenblackmail？〃
Mr。 Ventnor straightened his waistcoat； a rush of conscious virtue had dyed his face。
〃Oh！ you take that tone；〃 he said； 〃do you？ You think you can ride roughshod over everything？ Well； you're very much mistaken。 I advise you to keep a civil tongue and consider your position； or I'll make a beggar of you。 I'm not sure this isn't a case for a prosecution！〃
〃Gammon！〃
The choler in Charles Ventnor kept him silent for a moment； then he burst out：
〃Neither gammon nor spinach。 You owe me three hundred pounds； you've owed it me for years； and you have the impudence to take this attitude with me； have you？ Now； I never bluster； I say what I mean。 You just listen to me。 Either you pay me what you owe me at once； or I call this meeting and make what I know public。 You'll very soon find out where you are。 And a good thing； too； for a more unscrupulousunscrupulous…〃 he paused for breath。
Occupied with his own emotion； he had not observed the change in old Heythorp's face。 The imperial on that lower lip was bristling； the crimson of those cheeks had spread to the roots of his white hair。 He grasped the arms of his chair； trying to rise； his swollen hands trembled； a little saliva escaped one corner of his lips。 And the words came out as if shaken by his teeth：
〃So…so…you…you bully me！〃
Conscious that the interview had suddenly passed from the phase of negotiation； Mr。 Ventnor looked hard at his opponent。 He saw nothing but a decrepit； passionate； crimson…faced old man at bay； and all the instincts of one with everything on his side boi