"Only low people like himself," said Grandmamma. "Those creatures will
do anything for money."
And then, Caesar bringing in a note with Mrs Newton's compliments, the
talk went off to something else.
On the Saturday evening there was an extra assembly, and I caught
Ephraim as soon as ever I could.
"Ephraim, they have found it out!" I said, in a whisper.
"Turn your back on the room," said he, quietly. "Yes, Cary, they have.
There goes Keith's first chance of safety--yet it was a poor one from
the beginning."
"Can nobody intercede for him?"
"With whom? The Electress is dead: and they say she was the only one
who had much influence with the Elector."
"He has daughters," I suggested.
Ephraim shrugged his shoulders, as much as to say that was a very poor
hope.
"Your friend Mr Raymond, being a Whig," I urged, "might be able to do
something."
"I will see," said he. "Do you know that Miss Keith is to be in London
this evening?"
"Annas? No! I have never heard a word about it."
"I was told so," said Ephraim, looking hard at an engraving which he had
taken up.