Lord Barminster had already arranged for his three visitors to be in the
morning-room, which opened on to the terrace, as they would there be
within call, and also within earshot.
"A word with you, Mr. Vermont," began Shelton sternly.
Jasper smiled, as usual, and turned towards him.
"As many as you like, Mr. Shelton," he said smoothly.
Mortimer looked at him steadily; then he said in a voice which was hard
as steel:
"Mr. Vermont, Lord Barminster has kindly allowed me to speak first. We
have every reason to believe that you have had some connection with this
affair of Harker's notwithstanding your profession of friendship for
Adrien."
Mr. Vermont drew himself up proudly.
"I?" he said indignantly. "What should I have to do with moneylending?"
"Be careful," said Shelton sternly, "there are not people wanting who
will fight for Leroy's honour even as it were their own."
Vermont smiled cynically.
"Indeed, Shelton," he said, "it is hardly for you to speak. After all,
it was you who nearly ruined Adrien by your denial of the bill, not I."
Lord Barminster strode forward.
"You cowardly rascal," he exclaimed furiously; but Mortimer placed
himself between them.
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