"Sir Richard Devine left no other children?"

"No, only this mysterious Dick, whom I never saw, but who must have hated me."

"Dear, dear! These family quarrels are dreadful things.
Poor Lady Devine, to lose in one day a husband and a son!"

"And the next morning to hear of the murder of her cousin!
You know that we are connected with the Bellasis family.
My aunt's father married a sister of the second Lord Bellasis."

"Indeed. That was a horrible murder. So you think that
the dreadful man you pointed out the other day did it?"

"The jury seemed to think not," said Mr. Frere, with a laugh;
"but I don't know anybody else who could have a motive for it.
However, I'll go on deck and have a smoke."

"I wonder what induced that old hunks of a shipbuilder to try to cut off
his only son in favour of a cub of that sort," said Surgeon Pine
to Captain Vickers as the broad back of Mr. Maurice Frere disappeared
up the companion.

"Some boyish follies abroad, I believe; self-made men are always impatient
of extravagance. But it is hard upon Frere. He is not a bad sort of fellow
for all his roughness, and when a young man finds that an accident
deprives him of a quarter of a million of money and leaves him
without a sixpence beyond his commission in a marching regiment
under orders for a convict settlement, he has some reason to rail
against fate."