But he knew I should not have sold it for building on; that is why he got Bowden, the farmer, to buy it.

It was like him: only such a man can be capable of such an underhand act.

And now I suppose he will be welcomed by his neighbours, and the Vaynes and the Bannerdales, and made much of.

They'll eat his dinners, and their women will go to his balls and concerts--they whose fathers would have refused to sit at the same table with him.

But there is one house at which he will not be welcome; one man who will not acknowledge him, who will not cross the threshold of Sir Stephen Orme's brand-new palace, or invite him to enter his own.