Chapter Eighteen.
Some one in Eden.
“Jessop!” cried Clive, in a voice full of astonishment and anger.
“Yes, old fellow, Jessop. How are you? Quite a coincidence; Miss—Miss Gurdon, I think?” said the visitor, turning to Dinah. “I called here by accident on my way to find my brother, and he comes to me. Clive, old fellow, will you introduce me to this gentleman?”
“Major Gurdon—my brother,” said Clive coldly.
“Gurdon? Then you are papa,” cried Jessop boisterously.
“Yes, sir, I am papa,” said the Major coldly.
“Then I have to thank you, sir, as well as this young lady, for your kindly hospitality to a tired traveller. I had no idea that it was so far across from Matlock to the mine, or I would not have attempted to walk.”