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For the fortnight which immediately preceded the events narrated in the last chapter, Signor Sartori had not been idle. He had been somewhat disconcerted by the rapidity of Abishai's movements, and now hesitated to play the last card in his hand, for--to quote Bonaparte's famous maxim--the pear was not yet ripe. Unknown to himself fate was fighting upon his side.
The next morning Miriam had seen Hazael. It was too late now to find the money, and even if it could be found, there was no opportunity of replacing it. Speedwell was still nominally manager of the bank; but the provisional liquidator was in occupation. Miriam lingered with Hazael a few moments, administering what comfort she could, then, mindful of Sartori's command, she hastened homeward.