"Well, no; I must admit that I never have. Why?"
"Canada," explained Mrs. Arthur, vaguely. "He has been there for the last twenty years. He went out to make money, at the age of fifteen."
"And has apparently returned with consumption."
"Yes, poor lad; but the Duke is very kind to him."
Lady Jim laughed meaningly. "Oh, the Duke is very kind to him, is he? That's so like the Duke. Always thoughtful. Fifteen and twenty--he is about thirty-five."
"More or less, my lady."
"My husband's age," said Lady Jim, pointedly. "Yes, my lady," assented Mrs. Arthur, closing her lips firmly.
Leah tried another question. "Why doesn't this young man's family keep him instead of letting the Duke support him?"
"Harold Garth has no family, my lady. His mother is dead."
"And his father?"