"I'll see him
about it," he said. "I'll see him to-night."
And leaving the other still shaking with sobs, he turned and left the
room.
He stopped in the office to tell the man that he was going. But there
was nobody there; and after hesitating a moment he went on.
The storm was over and the moon was out, with scud of clouds flying
past. Samuel strode back to "Fairview," with his hands gripped
tightly, and a blaze of resolution in his soul.
He was just in time to see the automobile at the door, and the company
taking their departure. They passed him, singing hilariously; and then
he found himself confronting his young master.
"Who's that?" exclaimed Bertie, startled.
"It's me, sir," said Samuel.
"Oh! Samuel! What are you doing here?"
"I've been with the young lady, sir."
"Oh! So that's what became of her!"
"I took her to a hotel, sir."
"Humph!" said Bertie. "I'm obliged to you."
The piazza lights were turned up, and by them Samuel could see the
other's face, flushed with drink, and his hair and clothing in
disarray. He swayed slightly as he stood there.
"Master Albert," said Samuel very gravely, "May I have a few words
with you?"
"Sure," said Bertie. He looked about him for a chair and sank into it.
"What is it?" he asked.
"It's the young lady, Master Albert."
"What about her?"
"She's very much distressed, sir."
"I dare say.
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