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'I have a good memory for faces, sir, returned Baltic, 'but, as a matter of fact, Sir Harry Brace pointed you out to me. 'Sir Har oh, then you are Baltic! 'At your service, Mr Pendle. I am down here on business. 'I know all about it, replied Gabriel, recovering his nerve with the knowledge of the man's name and inclination to side with the bishop. 'Indeed, sir! And who told you about it?
A meddlesome old maid, who wants to foist her niece on to George Pendle; and she's likely to succeed, too, added the lady, rubbing her nose with a vexed air, 'for the young ass is in love with Mab, although she is three years older than he is. Mr Cargrim also likes the girl, though I daresay it is money with him. 'Really! Mr Cargrim?
No nonsense. Come along. But Miss Whichello's bark was worse than her bite, for she discreetly left the room, so that the love-birds could take a tender leave of each other, and Captain Pendle found her standing on the steps outside with a broad smile on her face. 'You are sure you have not forgotten your gloves, Captain Pendle? she asked smilingly.
'I am not a dietitian, Miss Whichello. 'I am, my dear ma'am; and look at me sixty-two, and as brisk as a bee. I don't know the meaning of the word illness. In a good hour be it spoken, added Miss Whichello, thinking she was tempting the gods. 'By the way, what is this about his lordship being ill? 'The bishop ill! faltered Mrs Pendle, half rising. 'He was perfectly well when I saw him last.
'At Wincaster with his regiment; but the bishop has sent for him to come to Beorminster, so I expect he will be here within the week. 'I am glad of that, Mr Cargrim, as I wish to ask Captain Pendle a few questions. 'Do you suspect him? 'I can't rightly say, sir, answered Baltic, wiping his face with the red bandanna. 'Later on I may form an opinion.
The chaplain had learned a trifle more about the mysterious Jentham and was quite satisfied with his visit; but he was more puzzled than ever. A tramp, a gipsy, an adventurer what had such a creature in common with Bishop Pendle? To Mr Cargrim's eye the affair of the visit began to assume the proportions of a criminal case.
Also the girl was crying, and her tears made Dr Pendle fear that he was exercising his superiority in a brutal manner. Fortunately the conversation was brought abruptly to an end, for while the bishop was casting about how to resume it, the door opened softly and Mr Mosk presented himself. 'Father! cried Bell, in anything but pleased tones.
'I should like to see the bishop, persisted Mrs Pendle, whose instinct told her that the doctor was deceiving her. 'Well! well! said he, good-humouredly, 'a wilful woman will have her own way. I know you won't sleep a wink unless your mind is set at rest, so you shall see the bishop. Take my arm, please.
This latter piece of intelligence particularly pleased the bishop, as he judged thereby that his wife would be better able to endure the news of her first husband's untimely re-appearance. Dr Pendle was anxious that she should know all at once, so that he could marry her again as speedily as possible, and thereby put an end to an uncomfortable and dangerous state of things.
The other tracked the stream called Pendle Water, almost from its source amid the neighbouring hills, and followed its windings through the leafless forest, until it united its waters to those of the Calder, and swept on in swifter and clearer current, to wash the base of Whalley Abbey. But the watcher's survey did not stop here.
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