Will
you--and Mr. Viner, if he'll be so good--meet me tomorrow morning, say at
noon, at my solicitors' offices?"
"With pleasure!" responded Mr. Pawle. "Your lordship's solicitors are--"
"Carless and Driver, Lincoln's Inn Fields," answered Lord Ellingham.
"Friends of ours," said Mr. Pawle. "We will meet your lordship there at
twelve o 'clock to the minute."
"And--you'll bring that with you?" suggested Lord Ellingham, pointing to
the packet of letters which Mr. Pawle held in his hand.
"Just so, my lord," assented Mr. Pawle. "And we'll be ready to tell all
we know--for there are further details."
Outside the house the old lawyer gripped Viner's elbow.
"That boy knows something!" he said with a meaning smile. "He's astute
enough for his age--smart youngster! But--what does he know? Those two
men have told him something. Viner, we must find out who that clean-shaven
man is. I have some idea that I have seen him before--I shouldn't be at
all surprised if he's a solicitor, may have seen him in some court or
other. But in that case I wonder he didn't recognize me."
"He didn't look at you," replied Viner.
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