“We won't do you such a bad turn, sir,” rejoined Grimsditch. “Mr. Romney might bring an action for libel.”
“No, he won't,” said Chetwynd. “He knows better. He may have done with me, but I have not done with him. Tell him that, at all events.”
“We will,” replied the officers, as they disappeared.
“I'm glad you've got rid of those rascals, Chetwynd,” said Captain Danvers. “Upon my soul! I think Mrs. Calverley has behaved remarkably well. On receiving your note, she got up to write the cheque at once, and begged me to take it to you. She wouldn't bring it herself, you see, as her presence might have annoyed you.”
“Yes, it was very well done, I admit; and I am greatly obliged to her.”
“But you don't seem half grateful enough,” said Danvers.
“Oh, yes, I am grateful—very grateful!” replied Chetwynd.
Shortly afterwards he went to Mrs. Calverley, and said:
“You have rendered me a great service; but I don't know when I shall be able to repay you.”
“Repay me whenever it may be convenient,” she replied; “or not at all. Just give me a memorandum that I have advanced you seven hundred pounds; that is all I require.”