Chinese -- England -- Fiction; Detective and mystery stories; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
Ainsleigh scoffed. "Why she spied on Olivia and told Miss Wharf, what we
would rather had been kept silent."
"I don't think you acted quite fairly towards Miss Wharf."
"That is my business. I don't intend to defend myself," was the young
man's reply, "did you come to discuss this matter?"
"No. I came to ask how this matter would effect your future."
"In what way?"
"In the way you stand with your creditors."
Rupert did not reply immediately. The two were walking on the lawn, but
Rupert entered the door of the Abbey and strolled round the ruins with
Forge by his side. He mistrusted the man intensely. "I should like to
know if you are my friend?" he asked, giving utterance to this mistrust.
"Surely I am," was the quiet reply, "why should you think me to be
otherwise. Because I marry Miss Pewsey?"
"No. You can marry whom you choose. I have nothing to do with that, Dr.
Forge. But when you were my guardian, why did you not tell me that the
property was so encumbered?"
"I wanted your boyhood to be unclouded. And also," he added, seeing
Rupert make a gesture of contempt, "I thought you might get money from
China."
Rupert started. "What do you mean by that?"
"Well," said Forge deliberately and looking on the ground, "you know
that your father and I invested in a gold mine on the Hwei River? Well
we worked it for a long time until your father died of dysentery--"
"Are you sure he died of dysentery?" asked Ainsleigh sharply.
"So far as I know he did," was Forge's patient reply, "as I told you
before, I was in Pekin when he died. But if you are in doubt you should
go to China and ask Lo-Keong."
"What has he to do with it?"
"This much," said Forge quietly, "and I am telling you, what I have kept
hitherto from every living creature. Your father and I made money out of
the mine--a great sum. I made the most--about ten thousand pounds, but
your father made at least eight thousand."
"And where is that money?" asked Rupert anxiously.
"Lo-Keong has it. Yes! I went to Pekin to get a concession with regard
to buying or leasing more land. I left your father with Lo-Keong. He was
at that time a kind of foreman. But also, he was in the confidence of
the rebellious Boxer leaders. These threatened to undermine the power of
the Dowager Empress, who was not then, so strong as she is now. As a
matter of fact, Lo-Keong himself was a leader of the Boxers. He came to
us in disguise, and worked up until he became our foreman; but he did
this, because he heard that the mine was paying, and wanted money--"
"Your money?" asked Ainsleigh deeply interested.
"Yes, and the money belonging to your father--in all, eighteen thousand
pounds. When I was at Pekin, your father, who did not understand the
Chinese so well as I did, managed to make trouble--"
"In what way?"
"He interfered with the religion of the coolies in some way--a most
disastrous thing to do. Lo-Keong took advantage of the riot and robbed
your father of the eighteen thousand pounds."
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