if obstinacy had not forbidden. I kept one coin for my own luck; I called Sir Samuel, who was sulking in his den, was dismissed with an order for her ladyship's dinner, which she would have in bed, and told to return with the menu.
A few minutes later, coming back, I met Mr. Jack Dane in the corridor.
"Have you seen Sir Samuel yet?" I inquired.
"No. He 's sent for me, and I 'm on my way to him now."
"He 's going to ask you to stay," I said.
"I think you 're mistaken there," replied the chauffeur. "The old boy himself has a strong sense of justice, and would like to make everything all right, no doubt, but his wife would give him no peace if he did."
"If he does, though, what shall you do?" I inquired anxiously.
Mr. Dane looked into space. "I think I 'd better go in any case."
"Why?"
If he 'd been a woman, I think he would have answered "Because," but being a man he reflected a few seconds, and said he thought it would be better for him in the end.
"Do you want to go?" I asked, drearily.
"No. But I ought to want to."
"Please stay," I begged. "Please—brother."
"Sir Samuel mayn't ask me; and you would n't have me crawl to him?"
"But if he does ask you."
"I'll stay," he said.
