Hugh Murray.
Quick, man; before your sister returns! I must tell you. Renshaw is coming here to-night.
Wilfrid Brudenell.
Renshaw!
Hugh Murray.
I received this note from him five minutes ago—a few lines telling me he has returned to England and entreating me to see him to-night.
Wilfrid Brudenell.
You’ll not meet him!
Hugh Murray.
Why not? The man is suffering; I can read that in his handwriting.