Hopkins. I was only a small kid then, but I remember Sally very well. She was always good to me when I visited the lodge. I never left that delectable ivy-covered residence hungry, I assure you, when Sally was there. Oh, we were great pals."

"It's a beautiful country, sir," said the shopkeeper, with a sigh. "Life was easy and simple there compared with what it is in town. How does a nobleman in your position come to be at loggerheads with an old scoundrel like Brassard?"

"Oh, it was over a bit of property. I'll tell you the whole story some day, and I think you'll find it an interesting one. But to keep to our muttons: can I secure your assistance to bring Brassard to his knees? I'm willing to pay highly for your services. I need a man who will be silent, determined, indefatigable, and I'd like to have one who is a good organiser. Will you join me, Mr. Bendale?"

"Yes."

It was only one word of one syllable, but in it was concentrated the hate of a lifetime.

"Good. Well, as a preliminary, I offer you five thousand pounds in cash for this business."

"It's not worth it, Lord Stranleigh."

"I suspected as much, but I propose that we make it worth the amount."

"Do you realise the ruthless and unscrupulous opposition you will meet?"