CHAPTER IV

THE SHADOW OF A MEMORY “A gentleman wishes to see you, sir!” The Rev. Raymond Bettesford put down his pen, and glanced at the card which the trim little maidservant had laid before him. He rose to his feet at once, and regarded the tall figure of his visitor with some surprise. “Mr. Bryan Bryan!” he said courteously. “Our new neighbour at the Old Hall, I believe! How do you do?” He held out his hand, and Bryan gave it a grip which made him wince. “I was proposing to call upon you this week,” Mr. Bettesford continue…