I looked in at his cottage to pass the time, and his housekeeper said that he had gone to London all of a sudden, this very evening." "Oh, he'll turn up again," said Garvington carelessly.

"He's sick of town, Silver, since--" The little man hesitated.
"Since when ?" asked the secretary curiously.
"Never mind," retorted the other gruffly, for he did not wish to mention the enforced marriage of his sister, to Silver.

Of course, there was no need to, as Garvington, aware that the neat, foxy-faced man was his brother-in-law's confidential adviser, felt sure that everything was known to him.

"I'll leave those blamed gypsies alone meanwhile," finished Garvington, changing and finishing the conversation.

"But I'll speak to Pine when I see him." "He returns from Paris in three weeks," remarked Silver, at which information the gross little lord simply hunched his fat shoulders.