Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. Bring me food, a man, hurry!” She placed the stone back over the crypt to hide the evidence of what she had uncovered. Ireton, you are in league with him. “What can one say?” she exclaimed. "Judging from what you tell me, I've no doubt he's the illegitimate offspring of some handsome, but lowborn profligate; in which case, he'll neither have name, nor wealth for his inheritance. But he had always felt (he had never allowed himself to think of it) that the promptitude of their family was a little indelicate of her, and in a sense an intrusion. He said nothing, even though it was not raining. "Solid ivory!" he said aloud; "solid from dome to neck! That's James Boyle in the family group. "I'm my own master now, and I'll do as I please.
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