Their eyes met; and for one moment I thought that Teddy Garland was going to repudiate this cool _suggestio falsi_, and tell us all where he had really been; but that was now impossible without giving Raffles away, and then there was his Camilla in evident ignorance of the disappearance which he had expected to find common property. The double circumstance was too strong for him; he took her hand with a confused apology which was not even necessary. Anybody could see that the boy had burst among us with eyes for his father only, and thoughts of nothing but the report about his health; as for Miss Belsize, she looked as though she liked him the better for it, or it may have been for an excitability rare in him and rarely becoming. His pink face burnt like a flame. His eyes were brilliant; they met mine at last, and I was warmly greeted; but their friendly light burst into a blaze of wrath as almost simultaneously they fell upon his bugbear in the background. "So you've kept your threat, Mr. Levy!" said young Garland, quietly enough once he had found his voice. "I generally do," remarked the money-lender, with a malevolent laugh. "His threat!" cried Mr. Garland sharply. "What are you talking about, Teddy?" "I will tell you," said the young man. "And you, too!" he added almost harshly, as Camilla Belsize rose as though about to withdraw. "You may as well know what I am--while there's time. I got into debt--I borrowed from this man." "You borrowed from him?" It was Mr. Garland speaking in a voice hard to recognise, with an emphasis harder still to understand; and as he spoke he glared at Levy with new loathing and abhorrence. "Yes," said Teddy; "he had been pestering me with his beastly circulars every week of my first year at Cambridge. He even wrote to me in his own fist. It was as though he knew something about me and meant getting me in his clutches; and he got me all right in the end, and bled me to the last drop as I deserved. I don't complain so far as I'm concerned. It serves me right. But I did mean to get through without coming to you again, father! I was fool enough to tell him so the other day; that was when he threatened to come to you himself. But I didn't think he was such a brute as to come to-day!" "Or such a fool?" suggested Raffles, as he put a piece of paper into Teddy's hands. It was his own original promissory note, the one we had recovered from Dan Levy in the morning. Teddy glanced at it, clutched Raffles by the hand, and went up to the money-lender as though he meant to take him by the throat before us all. "Does this mean that we're square?" he asked hoarsely. "It means that you are," replied Dan Levy. "In fact it amounts to your receipt for every penny I ever owed you?" "Every penny that you owed me, certainly." "Yet you must come to my father all the same; you must have it both ways--your money and your spite as well!"