"I told you that my ruin would redound upon yourself, Cecilia. But there is more yet for you to hear. The acceptance that I forged——"
"Well?"
"Was that of Lord Tremordyn——"
"My father!"
"And now you know all. Can you assist me?"
"Sir Rupert, I have no means of raising one tenth part of the sum that you need to cover this infamous transaction."
"And yet you seemed to say that if I told you the nature of my difficulties——"
"I was curious to learn your secret; and as you appeared resolved to keep it from me, I thought I would see if there were no means of wheedling it out of you."
"And you therefore have no hope to give me?" said the baronet, in a tone of despair.
"None. Where could I raise one thousand pounds? how am I to obtain such a sum? It is for you either to pacify Mr. Greenwood, or to throw yourself at my father's feet and confess all."