"Mr. Hathersage doesn't seem to think much of his brother-in-law."
"So it seems," said Geraldine, with an angry sparkle in her eyes. "He never missed an opportunity for cunningly disparaging him."
"Then you don't agree with his opinion?"
"I don't know that it was his real opinion," Geraldine replied. "I wouldn't trust the man." She paused and asked sharply: "Would you?"
"If I had to choose, I think I'd rather put my confidence in Allinson."
He looked thoughtful when his daughter left him, for he had not spoken to her without an object, and her indignation had its significance. On the whole, however, Frobisher saw no cause for uneasiness. He liked Andrew, and though Leonard's explanation might have had a deterrent effect, he disbelieved it.
Before returning to England, Leonard had an interview with Mappin at the hotel.
"Do you know anything of the lode Allinson talks about?" he asked him.
"Nothing except that it lies up in the northern barrens, a mighty rough country, and that people think it's a delusion of the man who claims to have discovered it. But didn't your brother-in-law talk it over with you, if he's interested in the thing?"
"He did not. I may as well admit that there are points upon which his views don't agree with mine."