“I do not wish it. Now, have you anything further to say, for I must see Lord Grayleigh immediately.”
Mrs. Ogilvie clutched her husband’s arm.
“You will leave me plenty of money when you go, will you not?”
“You shall have a bank-book and an account, but you must be careful. My affairs are not in the most prosperous condition, and your bills are terribly heavy.”
“My bills! but I really——”
“We will not dispute them. They shall be paid before I go.”
“Oh, my dear Philip, and you are not angry?”
“They shall be paid, Mildred. The liquidation of your debts is part of the reward for taking up this loathsome work.”
“Philip, how ridiculously morbid you are!”
The husband and wife walked slower and slower. Ogilvie saw Grayleigh standing on the steps.