It certainly was unfortunate; and if it had been any one but Glazzard, I might myself have been wishing the man away.

But you know as well as I do that Glazzard would not breathe a syllable." "Not even to his wife ?" she whispered.
"Not even to her! I assure you"-- he smiled--"men have no difficulty in keeping important secrets, Samson notwithstanding.

Glazzard would think himself for ever dishonoured.

But in a week's time they will be gone; and I shouldn't wonder if they remain abroad for years.

So brighten up, dearest dear, and leave Sam alone; he's a cynical old fellow, past hope of mending his ways.