Mr Glyddyr, sir.
Why didnt you say so before? Where is he?
In the drawing-room, sir.
Norman Gartram sprung at once from his chair, hurriedly crossed the room, stepped out of the window on to the granite paving, which did duty in his garden for a gravel walk, carefully closed the French casement, and locked it with a small pass-key he carried in his pocket, and walked round to the verandah in front of the house, entering by the French window of the drawing-room, where a tall, handsome man of about thirty was leaning against a table, apparently admiring the brown leather shoes which formed part of his yachting costume.
Ah, Mr Glyddyr, glad to see you. Kept your word, then?
Oh, yes; I always do that, said the visitor, shaking hands warmly. Not come at an inconvenient time, have I not too busy?
Never too busy to receive friends, said Gartram. Sit down, sit down.
Miss Gartram none the worse for her visit to the yacht?
Oh, by no means; enjoyed it thoroughly.
I could see that little Miss Dillon did, but I thought Miss Gartram seemed rather bored.
Oh dear, no; nothing of the kind; but youll have something?
Eh? No, thanks. Too early.
A cigar?
Cigar? Oh, come, I cant refuse that.
Come into my room, then. Obliged to obey the female tyranny of my household, Mr Glyddyr. Im supposed to be master, but woman rules, sir, woman rules. My daughter does what she pleases with me.
Happy man!
Eh?
I say happy man, sir, to be ruled by such a queen.
Norman Gartram gave him a keen look.
Dont pay compliments, sir society compliments. We are out of all society. Ive kept my daughter out of it. Only a tradesman.
Lord Gartrams brother a tradesman, sir?
Yes; why not? Why shouldnt he be? My father left my brother and me with a few hundred pounds a-piece, and the prestige of being noblemans sons, sir. I had to consider what I should do loaf about through drawing-rooms as a beggarly aristocrat, always in debt till I could cajole a rich girl into making me her poodle; or take off my coat and go to work like a man. Be a contemptible hanger-on, too poor to dress well, or a sturdy, hardworking human being.
And your choice, sir? said the visitor, inquiring for what he knew by heart.
The latter, sir. I bit my nails down to the quick till I had an idea sitting out on this very coast. I was yonder smoking a bad cigar which my brother had given me. I couldnt afford to buy cigars, neither could he, but he bought them
all the same. I sat smoking that cigar and thought out what I was sitting upon granite and went back to the hotel where we were staying, and told my brother what I had thought out. He called me a fool, and went his way. I, being a fool, went mine.
Yes, sir?
My brother, said Gartram, married a shrewish, elderly woman with some money. I spent all I had in buying a few acres of the cliff land by the side of this coast. Brother Fred said I must be mad. Perhaps I am; but my cliff quarry has supplied granite for some of the finest buildings in England. It has made me a rich man, while my Lord Gartram has to ask his wife for every shilling he wants to spend when he does not ask me. But here, come along; I never know when to stop if I begin talking about myself. This way.
He led the visitor into his study, unlocked an oaken door in the wall with a bright key, and it swung open heavily, showing that the oak covered a slab of granite, and that the closet was formed of the same glittering stone.
Curious place to keep cigars, eh? All granite, sir. I believe in granite. Take one of these, he continued, as he carelessly placed a couple of cedar boxes on the table. Light up. Ill have one too. Bad habit at this time in the morning, but one cant be always at work, eh?
No, sir; and you work too hard, if report is correct.
Hang report! said the old man, taking a cigar, throwing himself back in a chair, and gazing at his visitor through his half-closed eyes. That a good one?
Delicious! said the visitor laconically, and there was silence.
What do you think of my place, eh?
Solid. Quite stand a siege.
I meant it to, sir. There isnt a spot where I could use granite instead of wood that it is not used. Granite arches instead of beams everywhere. When I have my gate locked at night, I can laugh at all the burglars in Christendom.
Yes; I should think you are pretty safe here.
There was another pause, broken by Gartram saying suddenly, in a loud, sharp voice,
Well?
The visitor was a cool man about town, but the query was so sudden and unexpected that he started.
Well, Mr Gartram?
Why did you come this morning?
You asked me to look in a friendly call.
Wont do. If you had meant a friendly call you would have come in the afternoon. You dont want to borrow money?
Good heavens, sir! No.
Then out with it, lad. You are not a boy now. I am an old man of the world; speak out frankly, and lets get it done.
You guess the object of my visit, then, sir?
No; I can feel it. Besides, Im not blind.
Parry Glyddyr looked at his host with a half-amused, half-vexed expression of countenance.