He was as sure of that as he was certain that Braden was Brake.

And he was not going to tell the police of his discoveries--he was not going to tell anybody.

The one thing that concerned him was--how best to make use of his knowledge with a view to bringing about a marriage between himself and Mark Ransford's ward.

He had set his mind on that for twelve months past, and he was not a man to be baulked of his purpose.

By fair means, or foul--he himself ignored the last word and would have substituted the term skilful for it--Pemberton Bryce meant to have Mary Bewery.
Mary Bewery herself had no thought of Bryce in her head when, the morning after that worthy's return to Wrychester, she set out, alone, for the Wrychester Golf Club.