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All his life Sir Percival Decie had been a sanguine man. Everything needful had come to his hand naturally. Now his courage began to fail him. Still further fell the depression in the iron trade. He had heavy engagements to meet, and very little wherewith to meet them. True the title deeds of The Moat estate remained in his possession; but if those went, and certain large calls he dreaded were suddenly made, he would be face to face with bankruptcy.
And just at this moment Speedwell, knowing the Baronet's affairs better than he knew them himself, took the opportunity of forging his thunderbolt, and dropping it plump into the midst of all Sir Percival's delicately-laid schemes.