Michael leant back in his chair, fixing his pleasant eyes on Arthur's pale face.
“The estate is not yours,” he said. “Your step-brother, Jem Agar, is not dead.”
“Not dead!” repeated Arthur, without any joy in his voice. “Not dead! Then who are you? Tell me who you are!”
“Ah! That I cannot tell you.”
And Seymour Michael sat smiling quietly on Anna Agar's son.
CHAPTER XVI. THE SPIDER AND THE FLY
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds Makes ill deeds done!
He is a wise liar who makes use of the truth at times. Seymour Michael was clever enough to stay his fantastic tongue in his further explanation to Arthur Agar.