Jeffreys." Having relieved himself by writing it, he tore the note up, and tried to forget all about it.
But that was not quite so easy.

Scarfe's part in the drama he could not forget, but the question faced him, not for the first time.

Had he any right to be here, trusted, and by some of the family even respected?
Was he not sailing under false colours, and pretending to be something he was not?
True, he had been originally engaged as a librarian, a post in which character was accounted of less importance than scholarship and general proficiency.

But he was more than a librarian now.

Circumstances had made him the mentor and companion of a high-spirited, honest boy.