"Now, by the Old Head of Kinsale, little man," said I, "what do you mean by that remark and that motion of the head? What 's wrong with the plan?"
"The plan 's a good one, as I have said," reiterated the Doctor. But I saw there was something on his mind, and told him so, urging him to be out with it.
"Do you think," said I, "that Lady Mary will be in church with her father and mother?"
"I do not," muttered the Doctor, cautiously bringing his voice down to a whisper; "but I want to warn you that there 's danger here in this room while you 're lurking around my Earl's palace."
"How can danger harm me here when I am somewhere else?" I asked.
A very mysterious manner fell upon the little man, and he glanced, one after the other, at the four corners of the room, as if he heard a mouse moving and wanted to detect it. Then he looked sternly at the door, and I thought he was going to peer up the chimney, but instead he leaned across the table and said huskily,—
"The papers!"
"What papers?" I asked, astonished.
"Your thoughts are so intent on the young lady that you forget everything else. Have you no recollection of the papers the Earl of Westport is so anxious to put himself in possession of?"
I leaned back in my chair and gazed steadily at Chord; but his eyes would not bring themselves to meet mine, and so he made some pother about filling up his cup again, with the neck of the bottle trembling on the edge, as if its teeth were chattering.
