This did not suit the book of S. Gedge Antiques, but he decided to play a bold game. "I'm very much obliged to you for your kindness in taking care of the picture," he said, with a smirk to his visitor. "As you know, it is a thing of great value. Had anything happened to it, the loss would have been terrible. Perhaps you will allow me to go at once and fetch it, for I don't mind telling you, sir, that until I get it back again my mind will not be easy."
Sir Arthur looked narrowly at the face of unpleasant cunning before him, and then he said very quietly: "I am sorry to have to tell you, Mr. Gedge, that your niece claims the picture as her property."
The old man was prepared for a development which he had been able to foresee. "I am afraid she is a very wicked girl," he said, in the tone of a known good man whose feelings are deeply wounded. "I ask you, sir, is it likely that a thing of such immense value would belong to her?"
Sir Arthur had to agree that it was not, yet remembering his daughter's deep conviction on the subject, he was careful to assert June's claim.
"Moonshine, I assure you, sir."
Sir Arthur, however, did not regard this as conclusive. In the light of what had happened he felt it to be his duty to seek a clear proof of the picture's ownership; therefore he now turned to William and told him that the girl in the Hospital declared that he had given her the Van Roon. A plain statement of fact was demanded, and in the face of so direct an appeal the young man did not hesitate to give one. Originally the picture was his property, but a week ago he had given it to his master's niece.
