"With Irene's help, you said. What has Irene to do with the matter?"
"Have you forgotten that picture in Mr. Topsparkle's cabinet—that Italian head which might have been intended for my wife's portrait, so vivid was the likeness?"
"Yes, I remember it perfectly."
"I have a notion that I can play upon Fétis's feelings by means of that resemblance."
"But the likeness will not be new to him. He saw your wife at Ringwood Abbey."
"Yes; but the circumstances under which he shall see her again will be new, and his own feelings will be new. Leave me to work out my scheme after my own fashion, Jack. All you have to do is to ply your guest with the strongest liquor he will swallow, and then watch and listen."
CHAPTER V.
"I'LL JOIN WITH THEE IN A MOST JUST REVENGE."
Fétis repaired to Bloomsbury Square next evening, not altogether with the innocent simplicity of the lamb that goes to the slaughter, but with the caution of an astute mind which perceives a snare in every civility, and suspects a trap in every invitation.