Detective and mystery stories; Inheritance and succession -- Juvenile fiction; Schools -- Juvenile fiction
"Silence, both of you! I did not tell you to come here to have this
nonsense, but to answer any questions which these gentlemen might wish
to ask you. Back to your classes, both of you, and mind that I have no
trouble with either of you! If you cannot be friendly, keep apart!"
"I am sure that I want to," muttered Elgert, as he went; but he only
spoke loud enough for the words to reach Ralph's ears.
It was very hard to keep cool and pay attention to his work; but Ralph
remembered his promise to his good friends, and he set sternly to the
tasks before him, only to be interrupted an hour afterwards by the
doctor sending for him again; and this time--how hot and angry he came
all in a moment!--it was to be questioned by Lord Elgert, who sat there
as cold, as haughty, and overbearing as ever.
"Now, young man," he said, when Ralph entered, "I want to hear, for
myself, this remarkable story."
Ralph paused a moment. With a strong effort he mastered himself. If
he was a standard-bearer, he must remember to give soft and polite
answers, so he said politely--
"I am afraid that I have little to tell, sir, that I have not told
already; and, unfortunately, it does not seem to be believed."
"Never mind that. Begin at the beginning, and tell me all that
occurred."
So Ralph complied, and Lord Elgert sat listening with frowning face and
watchful eyes; and Ralph could see that he, like his son, really did
believe the story, even though he pretended not to.
"Well, well, doctor," said his lordship, when the tale was told, "I am
inclined to think that it is a case of sleepwalking----"
"But did I put the ladder against the window in my sleep, sir?" asked
Ralph. "The detectives did not think that, nor do you. I have no
interest in inventing such a story; and I have no wish to do anything
to annoy your son, so long as he leaves me alone----"
"I do not think that the boy dreamed it," said the doctor. And Lord
Elgert frowned.
"Hum! Hark, boy! I suppose that it was not your own father, come to see
you, eh?"
Then up started Ralph indignantly, and cried--
"You have no right to insult me like that! Why should you? I know
nothing of you, and yet, upon the only two occasions when we have met,
you have spoken in that way. My father! Why should he come like a thief
at night? He has never done anything to be ashamed of. Never, I say, in
spite of the tale you told. That tale is not true!"
"Each to his own opinion, young man," retorted Lord Elgert drily. "You
take my advice. Attend to your studies, learn all you can, and then go
back to the land you came from; for you will get on best there!"
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