[MAURICE, HIS ARM GRIPPED BY ONE OF THE BRIGANDS, ... TRUDGED SILENTLY BESIDE HER HORSE.]
[“TAKE YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF HER, YOU BRUTE!” GROWLED MAURICE.]
[“WELL, I SHALL SIT OUTSIDE AS LONG AS I CAN,” SAID EIRENE OBSTINATELY.]
[“WHY, THERE IS A LITTLE HOUSE AT THE VERY TOP! HOW DO THEY GET UP?”]
[TOUCHED EIRENE’S HAND WITH A HIGHLY WAXED MOUSTACHE.]
[“I CAN’T BEAR YOU TO GO.” “BUT I MUST,” SHE MURMURED.]
THE HEIR.
CHAPTER I.
DE JURE.
“I really feel quite guilty,” said the Master of St Saviour’s College to the distinguished foreigner whom he was escorting to the Senate House. “Your time in Cambridge is so short that every moment must be needed for your work.”