‘That is just what Mr Eames has gone abroad to learn.’

’It is very well for Eames to go abroad—­though, upon my word, I don’t know whether I should not have given him different advice if I had known how much I was to be tormented by his absence.  The thing couldn’t have happened at a more unfortunate time;—­the Ministry going out and everything.  But, as I was saying, it is all very well for him to do what he can.  He is related to them, and is bound to save the honour of his relations if it be possible.  I like him for going.  I always liked him.  As I said to my friend De Guest, “That young man will make his way.”  And I rather fancy that the chance word which I spoke then to my valued old friend was not thrown away in Eames’s favour.  But, my dear Miss Dale, where did Mr Crawley get that cheque?  That’s what I want to know.  If you can tell me that, then I can tell you whether or no he will be acquitted.’

Lily did not feel a strong prepossession in favour of Sir Raffle, in spite of his praise of John Eames.  The harsh voice of the man annoyed her, and his egotism offended her.  When, much later in the evening, his character came on for discussion between herself and Mrs Thorne and Emily Dunstable, she had not a word to say in his favour.  But still she had been pleased to meet him, because he was the man with whom Johnny’s life was most specially concerned.  I think that a portion of her dislike to him arose from the fact that in continuing the conversation he did not revert to his private secretary, but preferred to regale her with stories of his own doings in wonderful cases which had partaken of interest similar to that which now attached itself to Mr Crawley’s case.  He had known a man who had stolen a hundred pounds, and had never been found out; and another man who had been arrested for stealing two-and-sixpence which was found afterwards sticking to a bit of butter at the bottom of a plate.  Mrs Thorne had heard all this, and had answered him, ‘Dear me, Sir Raffle,’ she had said, ’what a great many thieves you have had amongst your acquaintance!’ This had rather disconcerted him, and then there had been no more talking about Mr Crawley.

It had been arranged on this morning that Mr Dale should return to Allington and leave Lily with Mrs Thorne.  Some special need of his presence at home, real or assumed, had arisen, and he had declared that he must shorten his stay in London by about half the intended period.  The need would not have been so pressing, probably, had he not felt that Lily would be more comfortable with Mrs Thorne than in his lodgings in Sackville Street.  Lily had at first declared that she would return with him, but everybody had protested against this.  Emily Dunstable had protested against it very stoutly; Mrs Dale herself had protested against it by letter; and Mrs Thorne’s protest had been quite imperious in its nature.  ‘Indeed,’ my dear, you’ll do nothing of the kind.  I’m sure your mother wouldn’t