"I am an old friend of Lord Sutcombe's; and I have come down to inquire after him, to see him if it is possible." "Certainly, sir," said the butler; and he led the way to the drawing-room.

But Celia drew Mr.Clendon into the library.
"Stay with me here," she begged him.

"I will go up to the Marquess's room and see if he is well enough to be told that you are here.

I fear that you will not be able to see him.

And you must have something to eat," she said, with womanly consideration.
"Thank you, my dear, I need nothing," he said.
As he spoke, the door was opened, none too gently, and Heyton stood on the threshold.