fellow as you. And now, since the less we rake up the mud in a pond from
which we have resolved to drink the better, let us dismiss all other
thoughts but that of securing our end. Will you tell Peschiera where the
young lady is, or shall I? Better do it yourself; reason enough for it,
that he has confided to you his hope, and asked you to help him; why
should not you? Not a word to him about our little arrangement; he need
never know it. You need never be troubled." Levy rang the bell: "Order
my carriage round."

Randal made no objection. He was deathlike pale, but there was a
sinister expression of firmness on his thin, bloodless lips.

"The next point," Levy resumed, "is to hasten the match between Frank and
the fair widow. How does that stand?"

"She will not see me, nor receive him."

"Oh, learn why! And if you find on either side there is a hitch, just
let me know; I will soon remove it."

"Has Hazeldean consented to the post-obit?"

"Not yet; I have not pressed it; I wait the right moment, if necessary."

"It will be necessary."

"Ah, you wish it. It shall be so."

Randal Leslie again paced the room, and after a silent self-commune came
up close to the baron, and said,