"You will remember,"
he said as they shook hands, "that what I think of your
position in this matter makes no difference whatever to
the question of your aunt's coming here with Miss Cameron
when they arrive. You will bring them to this house as
a matter of course. I wish you could be guided to a
different conclusion but, after all, it is your own
conscience that must be satisfied. They will be better
here than at the Murchisons'," he added with a last shaft
of reproach, "and they will be very welcome."
It said much for Dr Drummond that Finlay was able to fall
in with the arrangement. He went back to his boarding-house,
and added a postscript embodying it to his letter to
Bross. Then he walked out upon the midnight two feverish
miles to the town, and posted the letter. The way back
was longer and colder.
CHAPTER XXII
"Well, Winter," said Octavius Milburn, "I expect there's
business in this for you."
Mr Milburn and Mr Winter had met in the act of unlocking
their boxes at the post-office. Elgin had enjoyed postal
delivery for several years, but not so much as to induce
men of business to abandon the post-office box that had
been the great convenience succeeding window inquiry. In
time the boxes would go, but the habit of dropping in
for your own noonday mail on the way home to dinner was
deep-rooted, and undoubtedly you got it earlier.
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