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It would doubtless be necessary that they should sleep there, and he hoped that they might be accommodated by Mrs. Stiggs. As he stepped out from the field path on to the lane, almost immediately in front of the mill, he came directly upon the miller. It was between twelve and one o'clock, and old Brattle was wandering about for a minute or two waiting for his dinner.
One of these officers gazes at it shrewdly for a few seconds. "William Stiggs, I think," he says, appealing to a comrade. "Yes," replies the comrade, "number six little lady no aly oh, Little Alley, Bring Bringing ah, Birmingham!"
"What's the address, Abel?" asked Mrs Bones. "Willum Stiggs," replied her husband. "So i g s," said Mrs Bones, writing very slowly, "Rosebud Cottage." "What!" exclaimed the man fiercely, as he started up. "Oh, I declare!" said Mrs Bones, with a laugh, "if that place that Tottie's been tellin' us of ain't runnin' in my 'ead. But I've not writ it, Abel, I only said it."
It was thus decided that Carry must be in Salisbury on the Wednesday, and remain there, hanging about the Court, till her services should be wanted. Fenwick, who had been in Salisbury, had seen that accommodation should be provided for her and for the miller at the house of Mrs. Stiggs. The miller had decided upon going with his daughter. The Vicar did not go down to the mill again; but Mrs.
Stiggs, and was warned by her that words fell daily from her lodger which made her think that the young woman would not remain much longer with her. In the meantime there was nothing of which she could complain. Carry insisted on her liberty to go out and about the city alone; but the woman was of opinion that she did this simply with the object of asserting her independence.
Yes; she would stay with Mrs. Stiggs. That was all that she did say. On the Thursday in Passion week, which fell on the 6th of April, Mr. and Mrs. Quickenham came to Bullhampton Vicarage. The lawyer intended to take a long holiday, four entire days, and to return to London on the following Tuesday; and Mrs. Quickenham meant to be very happy with her sister.
"You'll find he won't be all right if he isn't here at half-past nine to-morrow," said the young man. "There is them as their bark is worse than their bite," said the miller. Then they went back to Trotter's Buildings, and did not stir outside of Mrs. Stiggs' house throughout the whole day.
Then he took her by the hand, and pressed it, and bade God bless her, and gave her a little money in order that she might make some first payment to Mrs. Stiggs. "I'm sure I don't know why you should do all this for the likes of me, sir," said the girl, bursting into tears.
Stiggs asked a question or two of the man, but got from him no information. But it was well known in Trotter's Buildings, and round about the Three Honest Men, that Sam Brattle was to be tried for the murder of Mr. Trumbull, and public opinion in that part of Salisbury was adverse to Sam. Public opinion was averse, also, to poor Carry; and Mrs.
Stiggs for the accommodation. Gentlemen who are Quixotic in their kindness to young women are liable to have their goings and comings chronicled with much exactitude, if not always with accuracy. His interview with Carry on this occasion was very sad. He could not save himself from telling her in part the cause of his inquiries.
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