'It's the first account I have received.'
Rolfe puckered his face a little as he perused the document, but ended, as he began, with a smile. In silence he turned to the writing-table, took out his cheque-book, and wrote.
'You don't mind its being in my name?'
'Not at all. Indeed, I prefer it. But I am sorry and ashamed,' she added in a murmur.
'Let it be taken to the post at once,' said Rolfe quietly.
When this was done, Alma made known what Dymes had told her about Sibyl, speaking in an unconcerned voice, and refraining from any hint of suspicion or censure.
'I had heard of it,' said Harvey, with troubled brow, and evidently wished to say no more.
'What do you suppose Mr. Carnaby will do?' Alma inquired.
'Impossible to say. I'm told that the business at Coventry is flourishing, and no doubt his interest in it remains. I hear, too, that those Queensland mines are profitable at last. So there'll be no money troubles. But what he will do——'
The subject was dropped.