“Certainly,” said Lord Manton. “I haven’t got the--ah--the necessary papers here, you know. I don’t keep them in the house. Go down to the Clerk of Petty Sessions, Miss Blow. You’ll find him in his office. Get him to fill the form in the proper way. He’ll understand. Then send it up to me by one of the police. I’ll sign it and hand it on to Mr. Goddard. I think that will be the most satisfactory arrangement we can make. Don’t you?” He appealed to Miss Farquharson, carefully avoiding Miss Blow’s eye. “Certainly,” said Miss Farquharson. “Everything ought to be done in a strictly legal manner.” “Then I suppose,” said Lord Manton, “that our interview is at an end. Shall I order the carriage, Miss Blow, to take you down to Clonmore? It will save time.” “It would be very kind of you to do so,” said Miss Farquharson. “I am quite able and willing to walk, but my niece and Mrs. Dick are upset and greatly tired.” “I shall stay here,” said Miss Blow; “I shall not let Lord Manton out of my sight till the warrant is signed.” Miss Farquharson started. This expression of want of faith in the good will of a peer shocked her. She expostulated with Miss Blow, but without effect. “I shall then go with Mr. Goddard,” said Miss Blow, “and see that he executes the warrant.” “Really,” said Miss Farquharson, “I don’t understand--I altogether refuse to associate myself with this discourteous language.” “I know these gentlemen,” said Miss Blow, “and you don’t. I’ve had some experience of the way they keep their promises.” “I dissociate myself entirely----” said Miss Farquharson. “I appreciate Miss Blow’s feeling,” said Lord Manton. “I quite understand it. I even sympathize with it. There has been a good deal in Mr. Goddard’s conduct during the last few days which justifies her suspicions. I----” “And in your own conduct,” said Miss Blow. “And in my own conduct, of course,” said Lord Manton. “Didn’t I say that? I meant to. We have acted for the best. You, at least, will believe that, Miss Farquharson. If Miss Blow has not fully realized our difficulties, that is not her fault. I don’t in the least blame her for the attitude she has taken up. Nor does Mr. Goddard.” Mr. Goddard looked as if he did blame her, but he said nothing. The swift glances of appeal which Lord Manton shot at him were sufficient to keep him silent. “What I propose now,” said Lord Manton, “is that Mr. Goddard and I should accompany you to the village, so that Miss Blow shall have the opportunity of seeing with her own eyes that her wish with regard to the man Red is carried out.” “That will be giving you far too much trouble,” said Miss Farquharson. “Not at all,” said Lord Manton. “I’m delighted to do it. Mr. Goddard, the bell is just beside you; will you be so good as to ring it? I shall order the waggonette to take us down. And I think you must allow me to offer you some tea. You can drink it while the horses are being harnessed, and so waste no time.”