CHAPTER XXVII
CONFIRMATION FROM ST. SEBASTIAN
“I am going to ride over to Greenbushes this morning, sir; can I do anything for you before I go?” inquired Leonidas, entering the sanctum where the master of the house sat writing at his desk.
“My dear boy, is it absolutely necessary that you should go to Greenbushes to-day?”
“Oh, no, sir; not at all; nor will I go, if I can be of the least service to you by staying here.”
“I am expecting our rector this morning. I am hoping that he will bring me some decisive news from St. Sebastian that may end this terrible suspense.”
“‘Suspense,’ sir? Do you also think that there may be some doubt about the truth of Mrs. Anglesea’s story?”
“When I look at the woman, and think of the man, I can scarcely believe her to be his wife. Why, she is illiterate and ill bred to the lowest degree!”
“I think she is infinitely above him!” indignantly exclaimed Le.