“You can trust him?” questioned the lawyer. “Do not blind yourself to possible ulterior motives.”
Lady Elaine flushed slightly.
“The Viscount thoroughly understands that all hope in that direction—in the direction of an alliance between us—is at an end. He has even been generous enough to hint that I shall ultimately be no loser by my father’s eccentric will.”
“Ah! you surprise me, Lady Elaine; indeed you do. I am astonished that any man can so easily relinquish so great a prize as yourself and a princely income—particularly when that man is so needy as Viscount Rivington. It is not generally known, but within the last three months the Viscount’s name has been filed in bankruptcy by importunate creditors, and he has only escaped a receiving order by very doubtful practices. He has made known the contents of your father’s will to several money lenders for pecuniary reasons purely, and his marriage with you means, at least, social salvation to him. You wonder how these things come to my ears? My dear child, a lawyer gets such knowledge without any seeking. I only say, be careful of Viscount Rivington.”
“I am deeply sorry for him if all this is true,” Lady Elaine said.
“And now as to your future movements,” went on Mr. Worboys.
“Yes. My maid and I will rent a small house somewhere in the suburbs—until—until——”
“I understand what you mean. Until something lucky happens, eh?” he smiled. “Well, it appears to me that I can do little or nothing for you, Lady Elaine, but remember that I am always at your service. Let me know where you reside when you are settled, and if you require a small advance for furniture or anything of that kind, don’t go to any one else.”
“Thank you, Mr. Worboys; you are extremely kind, but I have a reserve fund amounting to a few hundreds.”
A little later the old lawyer bowed my lady out, and Viscount Rivington escorted her back to her hotel.