"Lady Heyburn is still at Park Street," Flockart replied.
"I will hear no more," declared the blind Baronet, holding up his hand, "not another word until my wife is present."
CHAPTER XXXVII
INCREASES THE INTEREST
"But, dad," cried Gabrielle, "I am telling you the truth! Cannot you believe me, your daughter, before this man who is your enemy?"
"Because of my affliction I am, it seems, deceived by every one," was his hard response.
To where they stood had come the sound of wheels upon the gravelled drive outside, and a moment later Hill entered, announcing, "A gentleman to see you very urgently, Sir Henry. He is from Baron de Hetzendorf."
"From the Baron!" gasped the blind man. "I'll see him later."
"Why, it may be Hamilton!" cried Murie; who, looking through the door, saw his old friend in the corridor, and quickly called him in.
As he faced Flockart he drew himself up. The attitude of them all made it apparent to him that something unusual was in progress.