I shall be sorry if Dobbes's roll
of the killed should be lessened by a single hand; seeing that his
ambition sets that way. Considering the amount of slaughter we
have perpetrated, I really think that we need not be over
anxious.' After this nothing further was said. Tregear, who knew
that Mabel Grex was still at Killancodlem, had not spoken.
In truth Mabel had sent for Lord Silverbridge, and this had been
her letter.
'MY DEAR LORD SILVERBRIDGE,
'Mrs Montacute Jones is cut to the heart because you have not been
over to see her again, and she says that it is lamentable to think
that such a man as Reginald Dobbes should have so much power over
you. 'Only twelve miles,' she says, 'and he knows that we are
here!' I told that you knew Miss Boncassen was gone.
'But though Miss Boncassen has left us we are a very pleasant
party, and surely you must be tired of such a place as Crummie-
Toddie. If only for the sake of getting a good dinner once in a
way do come over again. I shall be here for ten days. As they will
not let me go back to Grex I don't know where I could be more
happy.
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