That sagacious personage, from whatever cause, took no notice of Bernard’s respectful salute, although, from his very first entry, he fixed his eyes on his face with apparent interest. His gaze, however, though it was prolonged beyond his wont, had no effect on the pale features of Bernard, and he met it perfectly unmoved. Whether his insensibility, or, to speak more accurately, his unconcern, satisfied the wily premier, or because he had gazed his fill, he dropped his glance after a while; and signed to Bernard to possess himself of a neighbouring chair.
Lord Burleigh was never disposed to say more than was absolutely necessary. On the present occasion, he was not disposed to say anything; but intended, in the first place, to allow Bernard to deliver all he had to say, and, when he was master of his business, regulate his demeanour as circumstances might dictate. Bernard, however, knew him too well to be thus entrapped; and, remaining silent, the minister was ultimately compelled to speak first.
“Well,” he said.
“I am glad on’t, my Lord,” answered Bernard.
There was a pause.
“Hem!” said Lord Burleigh.
Bernard looked up, but continued silent.
“There is a rumour of a new plot toward,” said Lord Burleigh. “Hast thou heard aught concerning it?”
“Thou knowest I have not been an idler, my Lord,” answered Bernard, “and have well earned the small allowance thou makest me, and which thou hast thyself oft wanted to double. Moreover—”
“Good!” exclaimed Lord Burleigh, testily. “But the matter!”