Then there came a tap at the door, and an attendant brought in a card. Madame glanced at it and said, "Certainly. Please ask Lord Deseret to come round." And my lord followed his card so quickly that he could not have been very far away.
"Madame is kindness itself," he smiled, as he greeted her. "I saw my young friend here answering a summons, and guessed where I should find him. This"--to Jim--"must be your brother."
"Yes, sir; this is Jack." And the keen dark eyes looked Jack all through and over.
"I am very glad to make your acquaintance, my boy," he said. "I knew your father very well some twenty years ago. You have both of you a good deal of him in you."
"I have to thank you, sir," said Jack, "for my share in your kindness to Jim."
"Oh----?" And my lord looked mystified and awaited enlightenment.
"He sent on to me the half of your very generous gift----"
"Ah! he never told me that. Are you up on leave? You are at Chatham, I think."
"We got three days' leave, sir. We wanted to go down to Carne."
"Ah! I hope you had a good journey. How is Sir Denzil?"