"
As if struck by a heavy blow, Jasper moved a pace or two backward,
while an instant pallor overspread his face. Quickly recovering
himself, he said--
"Explain yourself, Edward. What matter has come to your knowledge?"
"On that subject I would prefer speaking with you alone," replied
Claire.
"This room is at your service," said Grind, rising and retiring toward
his front office. "You will be altogether free from intrusion." And he
passed out, closing the door behind him.
"Edward," said Jasper, in as firm a voice as he could assume, "What is
the meaning of this? You look at me with an expression of countenance,
and have spoken in a tone that implies a belief on your part that I
have not acted fairly in the matter of this guardianship."
"Such, at least, is my impression," replied Claire, firmly.
"Have you come here to insult me, sir?" Jasper drew himself up with an
offended manner.
"No, Mr. Jasper. I have no such intention. All I purpose is, to
ascertain how far certain information received by me this morning is
correct."
"What information?"
The merchant became a good deal agitated.
"A man named Martin called on me"--
"Martin! oh, the wretch! My curses rest on him, for a base betrayer!"
Claire was startled at the effect produced by his mention of the name
of Martin.
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