This appeal was sufficient for Kingsley, whose manner instantly softened. He passed his arm affectionately round his father's shoulder.
"After all," he said, "why should we be troubled by the knowledge that there are men living who find pleasure in base actions? Let us pity, even while we condemn them."
But there was no pity in Mr. Manners's heart towards Mark Inglefield. His suspicions were revived by what Dr. Perriera had said, and the true nature of the man seemed to be revealed to him.
"You will return to-night, father?" said Kingsley. Mr. Manners looked at Dr. Perriera.
"I cannot tell," said the doctor. "It will depend upon what you resolve to do."
"Can I find a bed in the neighborhood?" asked Mr. Manners.
"I can offer you one," replied Dr. Perriera.
"Early or late," said Mr. Manners to Kingsley, "I will return to-night."
"We will wait up for you," said Kingsley.
Then Mr. Manners called Nansie and Hester, and, kissing them with much affection, departed with Dr. Perriera.