The BetrayalOppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)
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The Betrayal
Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)
Detective and mystery stories
"Exactly. It seems that you arranged a three years' tenancy with Mr.
Hulshaw, my agent, and were then not prepared to carry it out."
"It was scarcely my own fault," I interposed. "I explained the
circumstances to Mr. Hulshaw. I was promised two pupils if I took a
suitable house in this neighbourhood, but, after all my plans were
concluded, their father died unexpectedly, and their new guardian made
other arrangements."
"Exactly," the Duke remarked. "The only reason why I have alluded to
the matter is that I disapprove of the course adopted by my agent, who,
I believe, enforced the payment of a year's rent from you."
"He was within his rights, your Grace," I said.
"He may have been," the Duke admitted, "but I consider his action
arbitrary. Not only that, but it was unnecessary, for he has already
found another tenant for the place. I have instructed him, therefore,
to send you a cheque for the amount you paid him, less the actual cost
of preparing the lease."
Now my entire capital at that moment was something under three
shillings. A gift of fifty pounds, therefore, which after all was not a
gift but only the just return of my own money, was more than
opportune--it was Heaven-sent. If I could have given way to my feelings
I should have sprung up and wrung the little man's hands. As it was,
however, I expect my face betrayed my joy. "Your Grace is exceedingly
kind," I told him. "The money will be invaluable to me just now."
The Duke inclined his head.
"I am only sorry," he said, "that Hulshaw should have exacted it. It
shows how impossible it is to leave the conduct of one's affairs wholly
in the hands of another person. Now there is a further matter, Mr.
Ducaine, concerning which I desired to speak to you. I refer to your
projected lecture last night."
"I beg that your Grace will not allude to it," I said, hastily. "It is
really of very little importance." The Duke had a habit which I began at
this time to observe. He appeared to enter into all discussions with
his mind wholly made up upon the subject, and any interruptions and
interpolations he simply endured with patience, and then continued on
his way without the slightest reference to them. He sat during my
remark with half-closed eyes, and when I had finished he went on, wholly
ignoring it--
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