Greenacre is eccentric, but thoroughly trustworthy. He had a
gentleman's education."
"He lives there, does he?" exclaimed Gammon.
"Finds it convenient, I suppose. Yes, we will go and inquire--we
certainly will."
Gammon's objections were unheeded. No one could take any harm, said
Lord Polperro, from driving in a closed cab to the City and back. He
would leave directions that if Greenacre called during their absence
he should be asked to wait. So they made ready and went forth, and
once more a hansom bore them through the dark, cold night.
Lord Polperro talked unceasingly, and from his rambling hints it was
not difficult to conjecture the business on which Greenacre had been
dispatched to Ireland. Someone had to be discovered: a doubt as to
whether some person was alive or dead had to be set at rest. Gammon
ventured a few questions, which were answered evasively, but the
nature of his companion's anxiety was by this time clear enough to
him. He felt quite as desirous of meeting Greenacre as Lord Polperro
himself. Every hour spent in this way added to his responsibility,
and he had made up his mind that at the earliest possible moment
to-morrow he would himself see Mr.
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