〃All right。 Then we'll say good…bye now。 Good…bye； Peters。 Mind you have a good time in America。 I'll tell my father you called。〃
Sam watched him out of sight down the stairs； then turned and made his way back to the inner office。 Billie was sitting limply on the chair which Jno。 Peters had occupied。。 She sprang to her feet。
〃Has he really gone？〃
〃Yes； he's gone this time。〃
〃Was hewas he violent？〃
〃A little；〃 said Sam； 〃a little。 But I calmed him down。〃 He looked at her gravely。 〃Thank God I was in time！〃
〃Oh； you are the bravest man in the world！〃 cried Billie； and； burying her face in her hands； burst into tears。
〃There； there！〃 said Sam。 〃There； there！ e e！ It's all right now！ There； there； there！〃
He knelt down beside her。 He slipped one arm round her waist。 He patted her hands。
I have tried to draw Samuel Marlowe so that he will live on the printed page。 I have endeavoured to delineate his character so that it will be as an open book。 And； if I have succeeded in my task； the reader will by now have bee aware that he was a young man with the gall of an Army mule。 His conscience； if he had ever had one； had bee atrophied through long disuse。 He had given this sensitive girl the worst fright she had had since a mouse had got into her bedroom at school。 He had caused Jno。 Peters to totter off to the Rupert Street range making low； bleating noises。 And did he care？ No！ All he cared about was the fact that he had erased for ever from Billie's mind that undignified picture of himself as he had appeared on the boat； and substituted another which showed him brave； resourceful； gallant。 All he cared about was the fact that Billie； so cold ten minutes before； had allowed him to kiss her for the forty…second time。 If you had asked him； he would have said that he had acted for the best； and that out of evil eth good； or some sickening thing like that。 That was the sort of man Samuel Marlowe was。
His face was very close to Billie's； who had cheered up wonderfully by this time； and he was whispering his degraded words of endearment into her ear； when there was a sort of explosion in the doorway。 〃Great Godfrey！〃 exclaimed Mr。 Rufus Bennett； gazing on the scene from this point of vantage and mopping with a large handkerchief a scarlet face； which； as the result of climbing three flights of stairs； had bee slightly soluble。 〃Great Heavens above！〃
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Remarkable as the apparition of Mr。 Bennett appeared to his daughter； the explanation of his presence at that moment in the office of Marlowe； Thorpe； Prescott； Winslow； and Appleby was simple。 He had woken early that morning； and； glancing at his watch on the dressing…table； he had suddenly bee aware of something bright and yellow beside it； and had paused； transfixed； like Robinson Crusoe staring at the footprint in the sand。 If he had not been in England； he would have said it was a patch of sunshine。 Hardly daring to hope； he pulled up the shades and looked out on the garden。
It was a superb morning。 It was as if some giant had uncorked a great bottle full of the distilled scent of grass； trees； flowers； and hay。 Mr。 Bennett sniffed luxuriantly。 Gone was the gloom of the past days； swept away in a great exhilaration。
Breakfast had deepened his content。 Henry Mortimer； softened by the same balmy influence； had been perfectly charming。 All their little differences had melted away in the genial warmth。 And then suddenly Mr。 Bennett remembered that he had sent Billie up to London to enlist the aid of the Law against his old friend； and remorse gripped him。 Half an hour later he was in the train； on his way to London to intercept her and cancel her mission。 He had arrived； breathless at Sir Mallaby's office； and the first thing he had seen was his daughter in the arms of a young man who was a total stranger to him。 The shock took away his breath again just as it was ing back。 He advanced shakily into the room； and supported himself with one hand on the desk； while with the other he plied the handkerchief on his super…heated face。
Billie was the first to speak。
〃Why； father；〃 she said； 〃I didn't expect you！〃
As an explanation of her behaviour this might； no doubt； have been considered sufficient； but as an excuse for it Mr。 Bennett thought it inadequate。 He tried to convey a fatherly reproof by puffing like a seal after a long dive in search of fish。
〃This is Sam；〃 proceeded Billie。 〃Sam Marlowe。〃
Mr。 Bennett became aware that the young man was moving towards him with outstretched hand。 It took a lot to disconcert Sam； and he was the calmest person present。 He gave evidence of this in a neat speech。 He did not in so many words congratulate Mr。 Bennett on the piece of luck which had befallen him； but he tried to make him understand by his manner that he was distinctly to be envied as the prospective father…in…law of such a one as himself。
Mr。 Bennett stared in a frozen sort of way at the hand。 He had placed Sam by now。 He knew that Sir Mallaby had a son。 This； presumably； was he。 But the discovery did not diminish his indignation。
〃I am delighted to meet you； Mr。 Bennett；〃 said Sam。 〃You could not have e at a more fortunate moment。 You see for yourself how things are。 There is no need for a long explanation。 You came to find a daughter； Mr。 Bennett； and you have found a son！〃
And he would like to see the man； thought Sam； who could have put it more cleverly and pleasantly and tactfully than that。
〃What are you talking about？〃 said Mr。 Bennett； recovering breath。 〃I haven't got a son。〃
〃I will be a son to you！ I will be the prop of your declining years。。。。〃
〃What the devil do you mean； my declining years？〃 demanded Mr。 Bennett with asperity。
〃He means when they do decline； father dear；〃 said Billie。
〃Of course； of course；〃 said Sam。 〃When they do decline。 Not till then； of course！ I wouldn't dream of it。 But； once they do decline； count on me！ And I should like to say for my part；〃 he went on handsomely； 〃what an honour I think it； to bee the son…in…law of a man like Mr。 Bennett。 Bennett of New York！〃 he added spaciously； not so much because he knew what he meant； for he would have been the first to admit that he did not； but because it sounded well。
〃Oh！〃 said Mr。 Bennett 〃You do； do you？〃
Mr。 Bennett sat down。 He put away his handkerchief； which had certainly earned a rest。 Then he fastened a baleful stare upon his newly…discovered son。 It was not the sort of look a proud and happy father…in…law…to…be ought to have directed at a prospective relative。 It was not； as a matter of fact； the sort of look which anyone ought to have directed at anybody except possibly an exceptionally prudish judge at a criminal in the dock； convicted of a more than usually atrocious murder。 Billie； not being in the actual line of fire； only caught the tail end of it； but it was enough to create a misgiving。
〃Oh； father！ You aren't angry。〃
〃Angry！〃
〃You can't be angry！〃
〃Why can't I be angry！〃 demanded Mr。 Bennett； with that sense of injury which es to self…willed men when their whims are thwarted。 〃Why the devil shouldn't I be angry？ I am angry！ I e here and find you likelike this； and you seem to expect me to throw my hat in the air and give three rousing cheers！ Of course I'm angry！ You are engaged to be married to an excellent young man of the highest character； one of the finest young men I have ever met。。。。〃
〃Oh； well！〃 said Sam； straightening his tie modestly。 〃Of course； if you say so 。。。 It's awfully good of you。。。。〃
〃But； father；〃 cried Billie； 〃I never really loved Bream。 I like him very much； but I could never love him。 I only got engaged to him because you were so anxious for it； and because 。。。 because I had quarrelled with the man I really loved 。。。 I don't want to marry Bream。〃
〃Naturally！〃 said Sam。 〃Naturally！ Quite out of the question。 In a few days we'll all be roaring with laughter at the very idea。〃
Mr。 Bennett scorched him with a look pared with which his earlier effort had been a loving glance。
〃Wilhelmina；〃 he said； 〃go into the outer office。〃
〃But； father； you don't understand。 You don't realise that Sam has just saved my life。〃
〃Saved your life？ What do