We two old papas, the duke and myself, will join you there, and everything will be quite as it used to be in the old days." "Ah! my poor father!" sighed the young man.
"What of the duke, my dear boy?
You told me he was well," said the banker, anxiously.
"Yes, he is well in body, better in body than he has been for years; but I think that is only because his mind is failing." "I am very sorry to hear that! In what respect does this failure show itself--in loss of memory ?" "In partial loss of memory; but chiefly in a hallucination that possesses him.

He thinks that he is still the master of Lone as well as the Duke of Hereward.

He thinks that he lives in London, and in the most Objectionable part of London, only to gratify my 'eccentric whim' of being a journalist.

And he daily and hourly urges me to return with him to Lone!" "In the name of Heaven, then gratify him! Take him to Lone as my guest, until you can keep him there as your own.

Let him be happy in the illusion that he is still its master.