'Your arrangement for my wealth and happiness--for I suppose you still claim it to be yours--has fallen through.

The lady has announced to-day that she means to send for Somerset instantly.

She is coming to a personal explanation with him.

So woe to me--and in another sense, woe to you, as I have reason to fear.' 'Send for him!' said Dare, with the stillness of complete abstraction.
'Then he'll come.' 'Well,' said De Stancy, looking him in the face.

'And does it make you feel you had better be off?
How about that telegram?
Did he ask you to send it, or did he not ?' 'One minute, or I shall be up such a tree as nobody ever saw the like of.' 'Then what did you come here for ?' burst out De Stancy.