And that's the Muse which that stupid brute Vincent had my commission
for, and let slip through his fingers at the Arconati sale!"

Undershaw observed him, with an amusement carefully concealed. He had
suspected from the beginning that in these possessions of the poor
stricken youth means might be found for taming the formidable master of
the Tower. For himself he scorned "la curiosité," and its devotees, as
mere triflers and shell-gatherers on shores bathed by the great ocean of
science. But like all natural rulers of men he was quick to seize on any
weakness that suited his own ends; and he said to himself that Faversham
was safe.

"They are valuable?" he asked, as Melrose still sat absorbed.

"They are," was the curt reply.

"I am glad they have fallen into such good hands. They show I think"--the
speaker smiled amicably--"that we have not to do with any mere penniless
adventurer. His friends are probably at this moment extremely anxious
about him. I hope we may soon get some clue to them. Now"--the voice
sharpened to the practical note--"may I appeal to you, Mr. Melrose, to
make arrangements for the nurses as soon as is convenient to you. Their
wants are very simple--two beds--plain food--small amount of
attendance--and some means of communicating without too much delay with
myself, or the chemist. I promise they shall give as little trouble as
possible!"

Melrose rose slowly without replying. He took a bunch of keys from is
pocket, and opened one of the drawers in the Riesener table. As he did
so, the drawer, under a stream of sunset light from the window beyond it,