"But if he wants money he must be poor?"
"He will have a fine income now."
"Miss Midharst has a large fortune, Mr. Grey."
"Very large."
"And you are the guardian of it."
"Yes." What on earth was she driving at?
"Well, I think it only right to tell you that if Sir William is now in want of money which is not Miss Midharst's fortune, he will very soon be in want of the money which is." She rose and fixed her excited eyes upon him.
He rose too, passed his hand absently across his brow, grew pale, and said in a voice of perplexity:
"I forget part of it. I forget part of it. But you know I was looking at the Witch's Tower of the Castle, the Tower of Silence, when the steamboat blew up."
"So I have heard," whispered Mrs. Grant in a tone of awe. The change in his face was terrible.