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Tom looked at her in surprise, although it was not often Mrs. Easterfield could surprise him. He saw that she was very much in earnest. "Well," said he, "if you are sure you are going to decline him I won't interrupt you. And when you have sealed his fate you will find me in my room. I want particularly to see you." Mrs.
She's dressed up just like the other fine folks there, and she's stiffer than any of them, I guess. I didn't see Mrs. Easterfield, although I did want to get a chance to tell her what I thought about her plantin' weeds in her garden, and spreadin' new kinds of seeds over this country, which goes to weeds fast enough in the natural way.
Du Brant seemed to me ready to fight anybody." "How do you know so much about him?" asked Mrs. Easterfield. "And why did you think of Mr. Hemphill?" "Oh, he was looking out of his window," said Miss Raleigh. "He could not see, but he could hear." "I ask you again," said Mrs. Easterfield, "how do you know all this?"
There was now no doubt or sign of disturbance on his features. "I have considered your invitation, madam," said he, "and as I see Olive wants to visit you, I shall not interfere." "Of course she does," cried Mrs. Easterfield, springing to her feet, "and I thank you ever and ever so much, Captain Asher.
"Very well, then," Mrs. Easterfield remarked to him that Sunday evening, "if you must go on Tuesday, I suppose you must, although I think it would be better for you if I were to keep my eye on you for a little while longer." "Perhaps so," said Lancaster, "but the time has come when curb-bits, cages, and good advice are not for me.
But still she wished that she had behaved differently at Broadstone. She said nothing to any one of these musings, but she ventured one day to ask Mr. Easterfield how Mr. Hemphill was faring. His reply was only half satisfactory.
"If you can only manage that that woman takes the shunpike whenever she drives this way, I shall be perfectly satisfied with everything just as it is." Mrs. Easterfield. On the side of the mountain, a few miles to the west of the gap to which the turnpike stretched itself, there was a large estate and a large house which had once belonged to the Sudley family.
He leaned back on his bench and the little flush in his cheeks was succeeded by a somber coldness. "Very good," said he; "I don't want to hear anything more about it, and, what is more, it would not be right for you to tell me, even if I did want to know. It is none of my business." "Now, really, Captain Asher," began Mr. Easterfield. "No, sir," the captain interrupted.
"With every fiber," said he. Mrs. Easterfield found herself much embarrassed at the luncheon table.
Easterfield, "that I am not disposed to promise beforehand." "It is about those three young men you mentioned." "I mentioned no number, and there are four." "In what I am going to ask of you one of them can be counted out. He is not in the affair. Only three are in this business. Won't you be so good as to decline them all for me? I know that you can do it better than I can. You have so much tact.
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