Family Secrets The figure cowering over the furtive teapot glowered grimly at Barnes as he entered; and an old voice said--"Ho, it's you!" "I have brought you the notes, ma'am," says Barnes, taking a packet of those documents from his pocket-book. "I could not come sooner, I have been engaged upon bank business until now." "I dare say! You smell of smoke like a courier." "A foreign capitalist: he would smoke. They will, ma'am. I didn't smoke, upon my word." "I don't see why you shouldn't, if you like it. You will never get anything out of me whether you do or don't. How is Clara? Is she gone to the country with the children? Newcome is the best place for her." "Doctor Bambury thinks she can move in a fortnight. The boy has had a little----" "A little fiddlestick! I tell you it is sh

