“You wrong me somewhat, sir,” he said, with a bitter smile. “When I ventured to intrude upon you it was without the slightest expectation that, for my sake alone, you would move hand or foot to extricate me from the predicament in which my folly had landed me; but it seemed to me that you might, perhaps, be moved to do so by a consideration of a very different kind.” Sir Gilbert’s heavy brows came together. “I am certainly unaware of any such consideration as the one you speak of. But perhaps you will condescend to enlighten me.” “It has seemed to me, sir, that you might, for the sake of the family good name, do that which you refused to do to save the reputation of your eldest son.” An involuntary “Ah!” escaped the baronet. It was a view of the question which had not struck him before. For a minute or two he sat in frowning silence. Then he said: “And are yours the lips that dare to put forward a plea for safeguarding that good name which you have so infamously chosen to imperil? Oh, this seems to me the vilest hypocrisy!” Alec raised his hands with a deprecatory gesture, but did not attempt to vindicate himself by a word. Sir Gilbert rose and crossed to the window by which his son had entered. The shutters had not been replaced, and he stood gazing out into the night for what to Alec seemed a long time. The gale had temporarily abated, torn and jagged masses of cloud were hurrying across the sky as if hastening to some rendezvous, revealing translucent depths of moonlit space between their severed fringes. “What is the sum of your liability in connection with this last most discreditable affair?” demanded Sir Gilbert, after a time, without turning his head. “Six hundred pounds.” Again there was a space of silence. Then the baronet said: “If I consent to take this liability on my shoulders, it will not be for your sake—that I hope I have already made sufficiently clear—but to save the name of one of the oldest and most honoured families in the kingdom from being dragged through the mire. But not even for that will I do this thing without exacting certain terms from you in return.” “You have but to name your terms, sir, to secure for them an immediate acceptance.” He rose and crossed to the chimney-piece, and taking up a small ornament, examined it for a moment or two. Then, replacing it, he turned and confronted Sir Gilbert, who had now returned to his seat. “Father,” said Alec, and it was the first time he had uttered the word since his arrival, “although it may seem a hard thing for you to credit, I assure you most solemnly that I shall derive infinitely more pleasure from the fact that the honour of the Clares will suffer no stain through my folly, than from the knowledge that my debt has been paid, and that I shall no longer have to fear being posted as a defaulter.” Then, after a momentary pause, he resumed: