"That's true enough," put in Mortimer Shelton. "Adrien is so set on the man, that even with these proofs we shall hardly convince him of his treachery other than from Vermont's own mouth."
"Yes," said Lord Barminster with a sigh. "I think you are right. But how is this to be managed?"
"I have brought with me the girl, Jessica, to whom I referred just now, and her aunt, Miss Ada Lester," said Mr. Harker. "Both of them will be able to assist us, and I would suggest to your lordship that they be sent for, and brought into the Castle quietly. We should then be able to confront Vermont."
"Certainly," agreed Lord Barminster; and, crossing the room, he rang for his own confidential man.
"Simpson," he said, when the servant appeared, "I want you to drive down, yourself, to the station."
"The Windleham Hotel, your lordship," interrupted Mr. Harker respectfully. "I think, too, if your lordship would have no objection, a short note from me would be advisable."
"Certainly," agreed Lord Barminster. He directed Harker to a small desk, then turned once more to the waiting servant. "Bring the ladies back with you. Take them into the Octagon Room, and ask them to wait there." Then, as Mr. Harker came forward with the note, he added, "Give this to a Miss Lester."
"Yes, my lord," said Simpson, and taking the letter with a deep bow, he departed on his mission.
CHAPTER XXV
Lord Barminster conducted Mr. Harker to the Octagon Room, so named from its peculiar shape.