“I will be an exacting judge, nephew.”
“Very good, sir; I should not desire otherwise. If things go as I hope, his lordship will not show face in St. James’s Street for a year to come. I will now, if I may, give you your instructions.”
“My instructions! What do you mean? I have nothing to do with the matter.”
“You are the judge, sir, and therefore must be present.”
“I can play no part.”
“No, sir. I would not ask you to do more than be a witness.”
“What, then, are my instructions, as you are pleased to call them?”
“You will come to the Gardens to-night, uncle, at nine o’clock precisely. You will walk down the centre path, and you will seat yourself upon one of the rustic seats which are beside the statue of Aphrodite. You will wait and you will observe.”
“Very good; I will do so. I begin to perceive, nephew, that the breed of Tregellis has