“Certainly. You are too good.”
“Let all your family, Mr. Leslie included, suppose you to be gone abroad; but stay quietly in England, and within a day’s journey of Lansmere Park. I am obliged to go thither for the approaching election. I may ask you to come over. I think I see a way to serve you; and if so, you will soon hear from me. Now, Baron Levy’s number?”
“That is the house with the cabriolet at the door. How such a fellow can have such a horse!—‘t is out of all keeping!”
“Not at all; horses are high-spirited, generous, unsuspicious animals. They never know if it is a rogue who drives them. I have your promise, then, and you will send me your address?”
“I will. Strange that I feel more confidence in you than I do even in Randal. Do take care of Levy.”
Lord L’Estrange and Frank here shook hands, and Frank, with an anxious groan, saw L’Estrange disappear within the portals of the sleek destroyer.
CHAPTER XVII.
Lord L’Estrange followed the spruce servant into Baron Levy’s luxurious study.
The baron looked greatly amazed at his unexpected visitor; but he got up, handed a chair to my Lord with a low bow. “This is an honour,” said he.