[Pg 74] [Pg 74] “Yes, yes,” replied Westerham, quickly, “but don't misunderstand me—my ends may be selfish, but they are not criminal.” Lady Kathleen started violently. Westerham glanced about him to see that they were unobserved; he found that they were quite alone. “I must speak quickly,” he said, “as I know it is impossible for you to stay here long, but please hear me out. “That night,” he nodded in the direction of the Park, “I knew nothing. I do not know very much now, except that I have discovered a connecting link between Bagley and Melun. Why they persecute you and your father I do not know; I wish I did, for I would then, perhaps, be able to help you. These men are knaves and cowards, and they are also fools. I do not want to boast, but one good man could easily defeat them. Why not tell me what troubles you?” Lady Kathleen looked at him appealingly and doubtfully, then she rose to her feet. “I must not. I do not know who you are, or even what your name is, and although you seem to be Melun's friend, I feel that I might trust you; but, oh! if you were persecuted as we are persecuted you would trust no man.” Westerham was about to persuade her further, but at this moment her father came quickly through the doorway. “Kathleen!” he cried. The girl started up and caught her father's arm. The old man turned quickly towards Westerham; his face was ablaze with passion. [Pg 75] [Pg 75] “As for you, sir,” he cried in a low voice, “leave my house, leave my house at once.” Westerham threw out a deprecating hand.
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