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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