Something might be recovered in the legal
proceedings that would result, but there were circumstances which
made the outlook very doubtful.
As Marian came to herself her father left the room. An hour
afterwards Mrs Yule summoned him again to the girl's chamber; he
went, and found Marian lying on the bed, looking like one who had
been long ill.
'I wish to ask you a few questions,' she said, without raising
herself. 'Must my legacy necessarily be paid out of that
investment?'
'It must. Those are the terms of the will.'
'If nothing can be recovered from those people, I have no
remedy?'
'None whatever that I can see.'
'But when a firm is bankrupt they generally pay some portion of
their debts?'
'Sometimes. I know nothing of the case.'
'This of course happens to me,' Marian said, with intense
bitterness. 'None of the other legatees will suffer, I suppose?'
'Someone must, but to a very small extent.'
'Of course. When shall I have direct information?'
'You can write to Mr Holden; you have his address.'
'Thank you. That's all.'
He was dismissed, and went quietly away.
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