[_Blankly._] The--the bulk of the volumes----?
PHILIP.
[_Staring at_ DUNNING.] The--the bulk of the----?
DUNNING.
[_To_ SIR RANDLE _and_ ROOPE.] Yes, gentlemen, the books are in a mouldy cellar, also rented by Messrs. Hopwood, at 6, Carmichael Lane.
There"s thousands of them there, in cases--some of the cases with shipping marks on them, some marked for inland delivery. I"ve inspected them this afternoon--overhauled them. Mr. Sweasy had gone over to the Borough to see his married niece, and I managed to get the right side of _Mrs._ S.
SIR RANDLE.
[_Softly, looking from one to the other._] Curious! Curious!
LADY FILSON.
[_Forcing a smile._] How--how strange!
ROOPE.
[_To_ LADY FILSON, _a little disturbed._] Why strange, dear Lady Filson? Shipping and other marks on the cases! These people are forwarding agents----
DUNNING.
[_Showing his teeth._] n.o.body makes the least effort to _despatch_ the cases, though. That"s singular, isn"t it?
ROOPE.
But----!
DUNNING.
[_To_ ROOPE.] My good sir, in the whole of our experience--mine and Mr.
Sillitoe"s--we"ve never come across a neater bit of hankey-pankey--[_to_ PHILIP] no offence--and if Merrifield hadn"t smelt a rat----
ROOPE.
But--but--but--the cost of it all, my dear Mr. Dunning! I don"t know much about these things--the expense of manufacturing many thousands of copies of Mr. Mackworth"s new book----!
SIR RANDLE.
[_Alertly._] Quite so! Surely, if we were to be deceived, a simpler method could have been found----?
ROOPE.
[_With energy._] Besides, what has Mr. t.i.tterton to gain by the deception?
SIR RANDLE.
True! True! What has _he_ to gain----?
PHILIP.
[_Who is sitting with his hands hanging loosely, utterly bewildered--rousing himself._] Good G.o.d, yes! What has t.i.tterton to gain by joining me in a blackguardly scheme to--to--to----?
DUNNING.
[_To_ SIR RANDLE _and_ ROOPE.] Well, gentlemen, in the first place, it"s plain that t.i.tterton was too fly to risk being easily blown upon----
BERTRAM.
He was prepared to prove that the books _have been_ manufactured and delivered, I mean t"say----
DUNNING.
And in the second place, on the question of expense, the speculation was a tolerably safe one.
LADY FILSON.
[_Keenly._] Speculation?
DUNNING.
Madarme dee Showmeeay being, according to my instructions--[_to_ LADY FILSON, _after a glance in_ OTTOLINE_"s direction_] no offence, ladies--[_to_ SIR RANDLE _and_ ROOPE] Madarme dee Showmeeay being what is usually termed a catch, Mr. Mackworth would have been in a position, after his marriage, to reimburse t.i.tterton----
[PHILIP _starts to his feet with a cry of rage._
PHILIP.
Oh----!
ROOPE.
[_Jumping up and hurrying to_ PHILIP_--pacifying him._] My dear Phil--my _dear_ old chap----
PHILIP.
[_Grasping_ ROOPE_"s arm._] Robbie----!
[SIR RANDLE _rises and goes to_ LADY FILSON. _She also rises as he approaches her. They gaze at each other with expressionless faces._
ROOPE.
[_To_ PHILIP.] Where does t.i.tterton live?
PHILIP.
Gordon Square.