"
"H'm! That's pretty strong," the first speaker remarked. "I should
think that that ought to stay the flow of subscriptions."
Lord Arranmore, who was standing on the hearthrug smoking a cigarette,
joined languidly in the conversation.
You think that Brooks ought to take some notice of Lavilette's
impudence, then?"
"Well, I'm afraid his not doing so looks rather fishy," the first
speaker remarked. "That thousand pounds note must have been a sort of a
myth."
"I think not," Lord Arranmore remarked, quietly. "I ought to know, for
I sent it myself,"
Every man straightened himself in his easy-chair. There was a little
thrill of interest.
"You're joking, Arranmore."
"Not I! I've sent him three amounts--anonymously."
"Well, I'd no idea that sort of thing was in your line," one of the men
exclaimed.
"More it is," Arranmore answered. "Personally, I don't believe in
charity--in any modern application of it at any rate. But this man
Brooks is a decent sort."
"You know who Brooks is, then?"
"Certainly. He was my agent for a short time in Medchester.
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