The other laughed slightly.
"Do you take me for a mole? Did you suppose I wouldn't discover that you are married again, and that your marriage has brought you money?"
"So you have found it out?" said Mr. Craven, whose worst apprehensions were now confirmed.
"I met your step-son a few minutes ago, and he directed me here."
"Did you tell him?" asked Craven, in dismay.
"Tell him? No, not yet. I wanted to see you first."
"I'm glad you didn't. He doesn't like me. It would be all up with me if you had."
"Don't be frightened, Craven. It may not be so bad as you think. We may be able to make some friendly arrangement. Tell me about it, and then we'll consult together. Only don't leave anything untold. Situated as we are, I demand your entire confidence."
Here the door opened, and Mr. Negley appeared.