‘I thought it best to let you see it if you pleased,’ said John Eames. Then he turned round as though he were going to leave the room; but suddenly he turned back again. ’I don’t like to leave you, Sir Raffle, without saying good-bye. I do not suppose we shall meet again. Of course you must do your duty, and I do not wish you to think that I have any personal ill-will against you.’ So saying, he put out his hand to Sir Raffle as though to take a final farewell. Sir Raffle looked at him in amazement. He was dressed, as has been said, in black, and did not look like the John Eames of every day to whom Sir Raffle was accustomed.
‘I don’t understand this at all,’ said Sir Raffle.
‘I was afraid that it was only too plain,’ said John Eames.
‘And you must go?’
‘Oh, yes;—that is certain. I have pledged myself to go.’
’Of course I don’t know anything of this matter that is so important to your family.’
‘No; you do not,’ said Johnny.
’Can’t you explain it to me, then? so that I may have some reason—if there is any reason.’
Then John told the story of Mr Crawley—a considerable portion of the story; and in his telling of it, I think it probable that he put more weight upon the necessity of his mission to Italy than it could have fairly been made to bear. In the course of the narration Sir Raffle did once contrive to suggest that a lawyer going to Florence might do the business at any rate as well as John Eames. But Johnny denied this. ’No, Sir Raffle, it is impossible; quite impossible,’ he said. ’If you saw the lawyer who is acting in the matter, Mr Toogood, who is also my uncle, he would tell you the same.’ Sir Raffle had already heard something of the story of Mr Crawley, and was now willing to accept the sad tragedy of that case as an excuse for his private secretary’s somewhat insubordinate conduct. ’Under the circumstances, Eames, I suppose you must go; but I think you should have told me all about it before.’