Billy made no sound, but he turned very white; backed to the door, and leaned against it for support.
“Think what it means to Jim Airth!” said Lady Ingleby. “Think of the despair and misery through which he passed; and, after all, he had not done it.”
“May we see?” asked Ronald eagerly, holding out his hand for the telegram.
Billy licked his dry lips, but no sound would come.
“Read it,” said Myra.
Ronald took the telegram and read it aloud.
“To Lady Ingleby, Shenstone Park, Shenstone, England.
“Reported death a mistake. Taken prisoner Targai. Escaped. Arrived Cairo. Large bribes and rewards to pay. Cable five hundred pounds to Cook’s immediately.
“Michael Veritas.”
“Great Scot!” said Ronnie again.