"Certainly, certainly; it is only natural. I suppose you have explained to them your prospects?"
"Yes, I have often talked the matter over with them and they are perfectly satisfied. The title and the social position appeal to them very strongly."
"And in return?" There was a peculiar expression in Grimsby's eyes as he asked the question, which Donaster failed to notice.
"Oh, they have agreed to settle a dowry upon their daughter in consideration of the favours she will receive."
"A large sum, I suppose."
"Yes, quite satisfactory to me. But what has this to do with your visit? There is no reason why I should tell you all this, and I cannot understand myself for doing so. Anyway, it relieves my mind to talk it over with someone."
Grimsby did not at once reply. He helped himself to another cigarette, lighted it and smoked for a few minutes in silence. Donaster was becoming impatient. He was tired after his experience on the river the night before, and he wished to be rid of his visitor. But he was anxious to know what he wanted. He felt that this man knew where Miss Randall was, and he must find out before he left.
"And so you hope to make Miss Randall Lady Donaster?" Grimsby at length questioned.
"That is my intention. Why do you ask?"
"But what if you never will be Lord Donaster? What then?"