Chapter Thirty.
Why Saul Came Back.
Saul Harrington went down one day from his chambers, and walked up to The Mynns from the station with his arm in a sling.
“You, Mr Saul!” said Denton.
“Yes, old lady. Who did you think it was? Anybody at home?”
“Yes, sir, Miss Gertrude is upstairs. But what’s the matter with your arm?”
“Mere nothing; slipped on the ice inflamed. The Hamptons still here?”
“Oh, yes, sir.”
“Shall I fasten the gate? There you are. One moment, though: Master Bruno was never very fond of me. Dog had his teeth in me twice. Is he chained up?”
“Poor Bruno,” sighed Denton. “I dare say it was only in play.”