nothing I so cared for as seeing how they got on, and that it was
worth anything to me to be wanted anywhere and by anyone; so I gave
Eustace to understand that I meant to stay. I rather wished Harold
to have pressed me; but I believe the dear good fellow honestly
thought everyone must prefer Eustace to himself; and it was good to
see the pat he gave his cousin's shoulder when that young gentleman,
nothing loath, exultingly settled down in the master's place.

Before long I found out what Harold meant about Prometesky's
business; for we had scarcely begun dinner before he began to consult
Mr. Prosser about the ways and means of obtaining a pardon for
Prometesky. This considerably startled Mr. Prosser. Some cabinets,
he said, were very lenient to past political offences, but Prometesky
seemed to him to have exceeded all bounds of mercy.

"You never knew the true facts, then?" said Harold.

"I know the facts that satisfied the jury."

"You never saw my father's statement?"

No, Mr. Prosser had been elsewhere, and had not been employed in my
brother's trial; he had only inherited the connection with our family
affairs when the matter had passed into comparative oblivion.

My brothers had never ceased to affirm that he had only started for
the farm that had been Lewthwayte's on hearing that an attack was to
be made on it, in hopes of preventing it, and that the witness, borne
against him on the trial by a fellow who had turned king's evidence,
had been false; but they had been unheeded, or rather Prometesky was