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People flocked to offer their congratulations to my Lord Barham, and to tell him how delighted they were that his claim -- which they had always felt to be true -- had been successfully proved. He received these visitors with his usual smile, and deprecated the suggestion that he had made a most handsome settlement on his cousin Rensley. How this news got about no one knew, for certainly Rensley said nothing about it. Rensley went abroad almost immediately, for his health. He cherished no kind feelings whatsoever towards my lord: he even talked wildly of bringing an action against him. Mr. Clapperly dissuaded him from so foolish a proceeding, and ventured to say that my lord had behaved towards the usurper with positive magnificence.
So my Lady Lowestoft thought, and wondered at it. My lord waved a lofty hand. "I am Tremaine of Barham," he said. "A lesser man might have shown meanness."