rry's mind as to this new story from Tretton, he became convinced that
Dolly was right. Dolly was not fit, he thought, to be Mr. Barry's wife.
She might have been the wife of such another as himself, had the partner
been such another. But it was not probable that any partner should have
been such as he was. "Old times are changed," he said to himself; "old
manners gone." Then he determined that he would put his house in order,
and leave the firm. A man cannot leave his work forever without some
touch of melancholy.

But it was necessary that some one should go to Rummelsburg and find
what could be learned there. Mr. Grey had sworn that he would have
nothing to do with the new story, as soon as the new story had been told
to him; but it soon became apparent to him that he must have to do with
it. As soon as the breath should be out of the old squire's body, some
one must take possession of Tretton, and Mountjoy would be left in the
house. In accordance with Mr. Grey's theory, Augustus would be the
proper possessor. Augustus, no doubt, would go down and claim the
ownership, unless the matter could be decided to the satisfaction of
them both beforehand. Mr. Grey thought that there was little hope of
such satisfaction; but it would of course be for him or his firm to see
what could be done. "That I should ever have got such a piece of
business!" he said to himself. But it was at last settled among them
that Mr. Barry should go to Rummelsburg. He had made the inquiry at
Nice, and he would go on with it at Rummelsburg. Mr. Barry started, with
Mr. Quaverdale, of St. John's, the gentleman whom Harry Annesley had
consulted as to the practicability of his earning money by writing for
the Press. Mr. Quaverdale was supposed to be a German scholar, and
therefore had his expenses paid for him, with some bonus for his time.

A conversation between Mr. Barry and Mr. Quaverdale, which took place on
their way home, shall be given, as it will best describe the result of
their inquiry. This inquiry had been conducted by Mr. Barry's
intelligence, but had owed so much to Mr. Quaverdale's extensive
knowledge of languages, that the two gentlemen may be said, as they came
home, to be equally well instructed in the affairs of Mr. Scarborough's
property.

"He has been too many for the governor," said Barry. Mr. Barry's
governor was Mr. Grey.

"It seems to me that Scarborough is a gentleman who is apt to be too
many for most men."

"The shar