"Your young friend has a strong case, but I advise you to see Mrs. Middleton privately. It may not be necessary to bring the matter into court; and this would be preferable, as it would avoid scandal."
"I put myself in your hands," said Tony, promptly.
"Mrs. Harvey Middleton is in London," said the lawyer. "I will call this afternoon."
CHAPTER XL ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL.
Mrs. Harvey Middleton sat in her boudoir, trying to read a novel. But it failed to interest her. She felt uneasy, she scarcely knew why. The evening previous she had been at the Haymarket Theatre, and had been struck by a boy's face. Ten feet from her sat Tony, with his friend, George Spencer. He looked wonderfully like his father, as she remembered him, and she was startled. She did not know Tony, but Rugg's angry warning struck her.
"Was he right? Can this be the boy I have so much reason to dread?" she asked herself.
She was thinking of this when the servant entered the room with a card.