wedding present.â
He went to the door and called to his young partner. âOld Clarkeâs been giving me instructions for a fresh will,â he said. âEverything to the Jennie girl, unless she is married at his death. If she is married, everything to charity. He specially mentioned that I was to tell you.â
There was a faint, malicious smile on Marsdenâs lips as he said this, and for a moment or two Peter made no reply. Then he said slowly and deliberately:
âWe rather expected something of the sort.â
âWho is âweâ?â demanded Marsden.
âJennie and I,â Peter answered. âYou see, we were married three weeks ago.â
âWhat?â shouted Marsden. âWhat?â
But Peter did not think it necessary to repeat what he had said.
âGood Lord!â said Marsden, slowly taking it in. âDoes he know?â
âI donât suppose he knows,â Peter answered. âI expect he has some idea.â
âWell, Iâm blessed,â said Marsden, coming into the room and sitting down. âYou young fool, youâve done it now â the girl wonât get a penny.â
Peter said nothing, and Marsden sat staring and thinking till another and startling idea came to him.
âGood Lord!â he cried, âten to one heâll take it out of the firm â heâll ruin the firm for this. You fool, youâve done me in, too.â
âI thought of that,â answered Peter calmly, âso Iâll get out. You can tell him youâve given me the sack, if you like. Thatâll calm him down as far as youâre concerned. My wifeâ â he flushed crimson, the words were still new to him, still wonderful and lovely â âmy wife and I talked it all over. We expected something like this. That is one reason why we thought it better to get married privately â that canât be undone, and Sir Christopher can do what he likes, but he canât undo our marriage, so it will be no good his trying to bully Jennie. Thereâs no telling what he mightnât have been up to before, but now he canât do anything. But very likely he would try to get at me and perhaps at you as well, if I was still here. So Iâll get out. I shanât be sorry to chuck the job, anyhow. Iâm no good at it, and never shall be. I should never make a lawyer and donât want to, either. Iâve talked it over with Willy Simmonds. Heâs willing to buy me out and come in with you. Itâll be a good thing for you, heâs a jolly smart chap and he has lots of experience and a fair practice already.â
Marsden had become very pale. He said nothing, but his expression had become so strange that Peter was quite alarmed.
âWhatâs up?â he said. âI thought you would jump at the idea. You will get a clever brainy fellow as partner instead of a duffer at the job like me â you were cursing heaven only yesterday for having landed you with me for a partner. Simmonds is coming along to see you any time you like â whatâs the matter? You donât object to Simmonds, do you? You told me yourself last week you wished to the Lord you had someone like him to work with.â
âYou fool â you fool â you infernal fool,â Marsden stammered, âyouâve ruined me and yourself, too.â
âWhat on earthâ?â began Peter, but Marsden jumped to his feet in a fury.
âYou fool,â he almost screamed, âyou may as well know now, you would have sooner or later. Thereâs a deficiency of Lord knows how much â I donât. I had to take money where I could get it to make up the Belfort Trust. I was afraid old Clarke would spot something was wrong, but I suppose as long as the totals were right, he didnât care. Iâve had to take money from half a dozen other accounts and do you suppose Simmonds will buy without finding that