CHAPTER LIII

An Offer and a Rejection When she returned to Julius, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, prosaically rubbing his hair. "What is wrong, Fay?" he asked quickly. "Bellamy is here," she said. He screwed up his eyes in an effort to concentrate his thoughts. "Bellamy--Abel Bellamy here? What does he want?" "He wants to see you. How long have you been in, Julius?" He shook his head. "I don't know--some time, I think." He had taken off his boots when he lay down, and he looked round for them helplessly. The man was dru…