I owed your father four hundred and thirty-six pounds, but he didn't rank as an ordinary creditor, and if I had paid him after my bankruptcy it would have been just because I felt a respect for him--not because he had any legal claim.

I _meant_ to pay him--understand that." Hilliard smiled.

Just then a block signal caused the train to slacken speed.

Darkness had fallen, and lights glimmered from some cottages by the line.
"You don't believe me," added Dengate.
"I don't." The prosperous man bit his lower lip, and sat gazing at the lamp in the carriage.

The train came to a standstill; there was no sound but the throbbing of the engine.
"Well, listen to me," Dengate resumed.