"Halloa, Clavering," said Walliker, who was standing with his back to the fire, "I thought we had lost you for good and all. And here you are come back again!"
Harry had always disliked this man, and now hated him worse than ever. "Yes; I am here," said he, "for a few minutes; but I believe I need not trouble you."
"All right, old fellow," said Walliker; and then Harry passed through into the inner room.
"I am very glad to see you, Harry," said Burton, rising and giving his hand cordially to Clavering. "And I am sorry to hear that you have been in trouble. Is it anything in which we can help you?"
"I hope,—Mrs. Burton is well," said Harry, hesitating.
"Pretty well."
"And the children?"
"Quite well. They say you are a very bad fellow not to go and see them."
"I believe I am a bad fellow," said Harry.
"Sit down, Harry. It will be best to come at the point at once;—will it not? Is there anything wrong between you and Florence?"