"Mr. Benham, sir, I will not disturb you further. Make what use you please of this room. Shall we decide to meet again in the morning?"
He gave Jasper a stiff and constrained bow, and walked slowly from the room. Nance followed him, but turned at the door.
"Good night. Is there anything else you would like?"
"No; only to thank you again."
Her brown eyes smiled kindly at him as she closed the door.
"Nance, dear."
"Yes, father. David is in the kitchen."
"Ah, send him to bed, and get me some supper. I have left my bag in the porch. I had almost forgotten it."
"I'll fetch it for you."
"No, no; get me some milk heated. I feel rather chilled."