“Yes, Septimus, I will. I can understand the gratification it will give you.”
“If you do that will pay me for what he did to me.”
“But perhaps he won’t come back,” said Mr. Snowdon in an apprehensive tone. “In that case I shall lose the quarterly sum his guardian pays me.”
“You don’t think he’ll run away?” asked Septimus.
Half an hour later this question was answered. Bernard was seen approaching the house, his manner cool and composed, while he looked neither troubled nor flurried.
CHAPTER III. BROUGHT TO BAY.
When Bernard saw Septimus Snowdon and his father standing in front of the house he understood at once, from the expression of their faces, that trouble was in store for him.
“Well, sir,” said Mr. Snowdon curtly, “so you have come home at last?”