CHAPTER XVI—THE INTERVIEW
At the same moment as Simon Lock spoke a window opened in the upper story of Queen’s Farm, and Raphael Craig showed his head. Raphael Craig was fully dressed, and his face had the freshness of morning. Richard looked apprehensively from one to the other of these old men and old enemies, expecting from either or both an outburst of wrath—such a terrible outburst as twenty years might have prepared; but nothing of the kind happened.
‘Good-morning, Mr. Lock,’ said Raphael Craig blandly.
Simon Lock, equally with Richard, was astonished by the mildness of this greeting.
‘Good-day to you,’ said Simon Lock. ‘You do not seem surprised to see me,’ he added.
‘Not in the least,’ said Craig. ‘On the contrary, I was expecting you.’
Simon Lock started.
‘Ah!’ was all he said.