One portion he carefully pressed upon the keyhole
of the subdivision, and then, extracting the key of the safe itself,
took a very fair impress of its wards on the other. This done, he
carefully put the pieces of dough in his breast-pocket in such a way
that they were not likely to be crushed, and, with a smile of
satisfaction, returned to his chair, helped himself to a glass of
port, and dozed off.
"Hullo, Bellamy, gone to sleep! Wake up, man. We have settled this
business about the mortgage. Will you write to Mr. Borley, and convey
Mr. Heigham's decision? And perhaps"--addressing Arthur--"you will do
the same on your own account."
"Certainly I will write, Caresfoot; and now I think that I must be
off. Her ladyship does not like having to sit up for me."
George laughed in a peculiarly insulting way.
"I don't think she would care much, Bellamy, if you stayed away all
night. But look here, tell her I want to see her to-morrow; don't
forget."
Sir John bit his knightly lip, but answered, smiling, that he would
remember, and begging George not to ring, as his trap was at the hall-
door, and the servant waiting, he bade an affectionate good-night to
Arthur, to whom he expressed a hope that they would soon meet again,
and let himself out of the room.
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