THE HEART OF A WOMAN (Unabridged). Emma Orczy

man's obvious feeling of relief in the absence of the man who was exercising such boundless influence over him.

      "But have you money, Luke?" he asked.

      "Not overmuch, sir, but enough."

      "The fifteen thousand pounds your father left you?"

      "Yes. And that's about all."

      "And the fifteen thousand pounds from your uncle Arthur?"

      "I don't know about that, sir. I think that should go back to Uncle Arthur's son."

      "Nonsense, nonsense!" retorted Lord Radclyffe querulously. "I've talked to Dobson about that. Your uncle Arthur left that money to you — and not to his son. He had his own reasons for doing this. Dobson thinks so too."

      "It is very kind of Mr. Dobson to trouble about my affairs but —— "

      "The money was left to you," persisted the old man, "and to Jim and Edie and Frank."

      "They will do whatever they like with their share, but I could not touch a penny of Uncle Arthur's money."

      "What will you do?"

      "I don't know yet, uncle. I have only had a month in which to think of so much — and there was the new flat to see to."

      Lord Radclyffe rose and shuffled toward Luke. He dropped his voice, lest the library walls had ears.

      "I'll not forget you, Luke — presently — when I am gone — and that won't be long — I'll provide for you — my will —— "

      "Don't, Uncle Rad, for God's sake," and the cry was wrung from a heart overburdened with pity and with shame.

      And without waiting to take more affectionate leave, Luke hurried from the room.