"That's it, is it, Fan?"
"I suppose you think I can't keep a sacret. You think I'd be telling father, I suppose."
"Well, it's about some money that's due to him down there."
"Who from?"
"He expects to get it from some of those Fitzgerald people."
In saying so much Mr. Mollett the younger had not utterly abandoned all prudence. He knew very well that the car-driver and others would be aware that his father had been to Castle Richmond; and that it was more than probable that either he or his father would have to make further visits there. Indeed, he had almost determined that he would go down to the baronet himself. Under these circumstances it might be well that some pretext for these visits should be given.
"Which Fitzgerald, Mr. Aby? Is it the Hap House young man?"
"Hap House. I never heard of such a place. These people live at Castle Richmond."
"Oh—h—h! If Mr. Mollett have money due there, sure he have a good mark to go upon. Why, Sir Thomas is about the richest man in these parts."
"And who is this other man; at 'Appy—what is it you call his place?"