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Tredgold walked home deep in thought, and by the time he had arrived there had come to the conclusion that if Miss Drewitt favoured her mother, that lady must have been singularly unlike Captain Bowers in features. In less than a week Captain Bowers had settled down comfortably in his new command. A set of rules and regulations by which Mr.
"My uncle bought that," said Miss Drewitt, somewhat irrelevantly. "Yes, but I got it for him," said Mr. Tredgold. "You can't pick up a thing like that at a moment's notice I had my eye on it for years; all the time old Brown was bedridden, in fact. I used to go and see him and take him tobacco, and he promised me that I should have it when he had done with it."
"For full details see the other side." For one moment Mr. Chalk hoped; then his face fell as Captain Bowers, displaying for a fraction of a second the writing on the other side, took up the map and, replacing it in the bureau, turned the key in the lock and with a low laugh resumed his seat. Miss Drewitt, glancing over at Edward Tredgold, saw that he looked very thoughtful.
Tredgold, rising, and following Miss Drewitt, who had gone into the garden to plant seeds. Mr. Chalk refilled his pipe and, accepting a match from the captain, smoked slowly. His gaze was fixed on the window, but instead of Dialstone Lane he saw tumbling blue seas and islets far away. "That's something you've never come across, I suppose, Captain Bowers?" he remarked at last.
The girl turned her head and looked at him. "I have no doubt my uncle gave you full particulars," she said, bitterly. "It seems to me that men can gossip as much as women." "I tried to stop him," said the virtuous Mr. Tredgold. "You need not have troubled," said Miss Drewitt, loftily. "It is not a matter of any consequence. I am surprised that my uncle should have thought it worth mentioning."
Miss Drewitt, gazing idly out of window, said that she had not noticed it. "Very clever at his business, I understand," said the captain. His niece said that he had always appeared to her when she had happened to give the matter a thought as a picture of indolence. "Ah! that's only his manner," replied the other, warmly. "He's a young man that's going to get on; he's going to make his mark.
From drains to the shortcomings of the district council they progressed by natural and easy stages, and it was not until Miss Drewitt had withdrawn to the clearer atmosphere above that a sudden ominous silence ensued, which Mr. Chalk saw clearly he was expected to break.
"The lock seems all right; I need not have bothered you," said Miss Drewitt, regarding him gravely. "Ah, it seems easy," said Mr. Tredgold, shaking his head, "but it wants knack." The girl closed the door smartly, and, turning the key, opened it again without any difficulty. To satisfy herself on more points than one she repeated the performance. "You've got the knack," said Mr.
"Captain Bowers is very fond of his pipe," he said, after they had walked a little way in silence. Miss Drewitt assented. "Nasty things," she said, calmly. "So they are," said Mr. Tredgold. "But you smoke," said the girl. Mr. Tredgold sighed. "I have often thought of giving it up," he said, softly, "and then I was afraid that it would look rather presumptuous."
"No, but I am," said Miss Drewitt, petulantly, "and I can never get over that gate alone." Mr. Tredgold came inside, and for some time neither of them spoke. The rattle of rain on the roof became less deafening and began to drip through instead of forming little jets. A patch of blue sky showed. "It isn't much," said Tredgold, going to the door again.
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