“Yes, it would have been a great match for Jack,” he said, carelessly—“it would have set him on his feet, as they say. But he is still more fortunate.” And he sighed.
Una rose.
“I think I will go up now,” she said; and she went and woke Mrs. Davenant.
Stephen escorted them to the head of the stairs, smiling as if nothing had been said, and then went straight to the old library and rang the bell.
It was understood that no one was to answer the library bell but Slummers, and Slummers now appeared.
Stephen wrote two letters; one ran thus:
“My Dear Mr. Rolfe:—Be kind enough to be at my chambers tomorrow morning at eight o’clock.”
The other was still more short; it was addressed to Mr. Levy Moss:
“Put on the screw at once.”
Calmly and leisurely he put them in their envelopes, as if the fate and happiness of two souls were not hanging upon them, and gave them to Slummers.