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'We are a finite lot of fools, said he, 'and when we think we know most we know least. How that nameless Unseen Power must smile at our attempts to scale the stars, by which remark it will be seen that Dr Graham was not the atheist Beorminster believed him to be. And here may end his speculations for the present.
He wished to tell Pendle that the chaplain suspected him of the murder, and that Baltic, the missionary, had been brought to Beorminster to prove such suspicions, but at the present moment he did not see how he could conveniently introduce the information.
'I don't want to hear about Job, interrupted Miss Whichello, crossly. 'He is the greatest bore of all the patriarchs. 'Job, dear lady, was not a patriarch. 'Nevertheless, he is a bore, Mr Cargrim. What is your good news? 'Captain Pendle is coming to Beorminster this week, Miss Whichello. 'Oh, said the little old lady, with a satirical smile, 'you are a day after the fair, Mr Cargrim.
The cathedral is the glory of Beorminster, of the county, and, indeed, of all England, since no churches surpass it in size and splendour, save the minsters of York and Canterbury. Founded and endowed by Henry II. in 1184 for the glory of God, it is dedicated to the blessed Saint Wulf of Osserton, a holy hermit of Saxon times, who was killed by the heathen Danes.
The matrons of surrounding parishes, the ladies of Beorminster society, the damsels of town and country, were all present in their best attire, chattering and smiling, and becking and bowing, after the observant and diplomatic ways of their sex. Such white shoulders! such pretty faces! such Parisian toilettes! such dresses of obviously home manufacture never were seen in one company.
Her festival, to which all that Beorminster could boast of in the way of society was invited, usually took the form of an out-of-door party, as Mrs Pansey found that she could receive more people, and trouble herself less about their entertainment, by filling her grounds than by crushing them into the rather small reception-rooms of her house.
'And who is really and truly the most beautiful girl in Beorminster? she asked abruptly. 'Mab Arden, replied Mrs Pansey, promptly. 'There, now, with an emphatic blow of her fan, 'she is pretty, if you like, though I daresay there is more art than nature about her. 'Who is Mab Arden, dear Mrs Pansey? 'She is Miss Whichello's niece, that's who she is. 'Whichello?
Her first step was to wheedle an invitation out of Mrs Pansey, an archdeacon's widow then on a philanthropic visit to town and she arrived, towards the end of July, in the pleasant cathedral city of Beorminster, in time to attend a reception at the bishop's palace. Thus the autumn manoeuvres of Miss Norsham opened most auspiciously.
'You are usually more stay-at-home, Mr Cargrim. Thank you, Lucy, I will take another cup of tea. 'I do not care for going out at night as a rule, my lord, observed the chaplain, in his most sanctimonious tone, 'but duty calls me into Beorminster. I am desirous of comforting poor sick Mrs Mosk at The Derby Winner.
George is coming to Beorminster, and will be here about ten o'clock to-night. 'How vexing! exclaimed Dr Pendle. 'I intended going over to Southberry this evening, but I can't miss seeing George. 'Ride over to-morrow morning, bishop, suggested his wife. 'Sunday morning, my dear! 'Well, papa! said Lucy, smiling, 'you are not a strict Sabbatarian, you know.
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