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Rest by the return of 'th' owld Squire's gel' and by the almost simultaneous dismissal of Oliver Leach, had well-nigh abated. A new agent had been appointed, and though Leach had left the immediate vicinity, having employment on Sir Morton Pippitt's lands, he had secured a cottage for himself in the small outlying hamlet of Badsworth.
An' I've put enough sweet peas in to supply Covint Garden market, bearin' in mind as 'ow you sed you couldn't have enough on 'em. Sir Morton Pippitt's Lunnon valet came along while I was a- doin' of it, an' 'e peers over the 'edge an' 'e sez, sez 'e: 'Weedin' corn, are yer? 'No, ye gowk, sez I! 'Ever seen corn at all 'cept in a bin?
He felt in his pockets for a bit of roffia or twine to tie up the straying stem, he was very seldom without something of the kind for such emergencies, but this time he only groped among the fragments of Sir Morton Pippitt's note and found nothing useful.
"We've cleaned up wonderfully, considerin' and it was just the Lord's providence that at Riversford I found a decent butler and footman what had jes' got the sack from Sir Morton Pippitt's and were lookin' for a place temp'ry, preferring London later, so I persuaded both of 'em to come and try service with a lady for once, instead of with a fussy old ancient, who turns red and blue in the face if he's kept waitin' 'arf a second and I picked up with a gel what the footman was engaged to, and that'll keep HIM a fixture, and I found the butler had a hi on a young woman at the public-house 'ere, so that's what you may call an 'hattraction, and then I got two more 'andy gels which was jes' goin' off to see about Mrs.
"That will do, Bob! that will do! You must learn not to repeat all you hear, especially such objectionable words as may occasionally be used by a a a gentleman of Sir Morton Pippitt's high standing." And here he squared his shoulders and looked severely down an the abashed Keeley.
That evening before joining her guests at the usual eight o'clock repast, Maryllia told Cicely Bourne of the disagreeable 'surprise' which had been treacherously contrived for her at Sir Morton Pippitt's tea-party by the unexpected presence of the loathed wooer whom she sought to avoid.
He was uncomfortably conscious of a slight flush rising to his face, as he met the bland enquiring stare of Sir Morton Pippitt's former butler now on 'temp'ry' service at the Manor, he became aware that there was also a new and rather pretty housemaid beside the said butler, who whispered when she ought to have been silent, and he saw blankness on the fat face of Mrs.
The man is a Roman!" But notwithstanding Sir Morton Pippitt's distaste for the manner in which the Bishop dealt with his subject, and his numerous allusions to saints in heaven and their probable guardianship of their friends on earth, the sermon was a deeply impressive one and lingered long in the memories of those who had heard it, softening their hearts, inspiring their for the news of her coming.
Nowhere that you cannot find me!" She laughed, she had recovered her natural buoyancy and light- heartedness, and when she joined her party at dinner that evening, she showed no traces of annoyance or fatigue. She made no allusion to Lord Roxmouth's appearance at Sir Morton Pippitt's, and Mrs. Bludlip Courtenay, glancing at her somewhat timorously, judged it best to avoid the subject.
The buzz of talk now grew more loud and incessant; he saw Sir Morton Pippitt's round eyes fixed upon him with an astonished and derisive stare, and he longed for the moment to come when he might escape from the whole smoking, chattering party.
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