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From Chambery, they made the journey to Paris in two days, and during that time Trevelyan hardly opened his mouth. He slept much, and ate better than he had done in the hotter climate on the other side of the Alps. They found a telegram at Paris, which simply contained the promise of a letter for the next day. It had been sent by Nora, before she had gone out on her search.
Hugh Stanbury, when he reached the parsonage, found no difficulty in making his way into the joint presence of Mrs. Outhouse, Mrs. Trevelyan, and Nora. He was recognised by the St. Diddulph's party as one who had come over to their side, as a friend of Trevelyan who had found himself constrained to condemn his friend in spite of his friendship, and was consequently very welcome.
And then he walked on to the room in which Frank had slept, and which was the adjoining one to Vernon's, he began to drum away upon the door there; calling out, at the same time "Come, Frank Mr Trevelyan if you intend to have a view of the sea before breakfast, as you proposed last evening, it's high time you should be up and stirring."
Outhouse, and the master of the parsonage was left alone for a while. He certainly was not angry, but he was ill at ease, and unhappy. His guests would probably remain with him for six or seven months. He had resolutely refused all payment from Mr. Trevelyan, but, nevertheless, he was a poor man. It is impossible to conceive that a clergyman in such a parish as St.
Poor Emily Trevelyan was humble enough now to Lady Milborough, was prepared to be humble to any one, and in any circumstances, so that she should not be required to acknowledge that she had entertained Colonel Osborne as her lover.
"Of course it should," said Mrs. Outhouse. "I don't know anything about the law, but it seems to me very odd that a young woman should be turned out in this way. You say she has done nothing?" "I will not argue the matter," said Trevelyan. "That's all very well, Mr. Trevelyan," said the lady, "but she's my own niece, and if I don't stand up for her I don't know who will.
"In the name of heaven, what do you mean?" "Just what I say, Sir John. I was the wife, and am now the widow, of the late Miles Trevelyan, Esq." "But that is monstrous!" he cried. "Miles was never married." "Miles was married to me, Sir John." "But we must have proof; your word goes for nothing. There must be indisputable proof of such an assertion." She smiled with quiet superiority.
"But his way is such a good way," said Sir Marmaduke. "He will be such a good guide for the girls!" "But Emily likes her way too," said Lady Rowley. Sir Marmaduke argued the matter no further, but thought, no doubt, that such a husband as Louis Trevelyan was entitled to have his own way. He probably had not observed his daughter's temper so accurately as his wife had done.
So they parted, and Nora knew that she had made a friend for life. When she first took her place in the house at Twickenham as a resident, Trevelyan did not take much notice of her; but, after awhile, he would say a few words to her, especially when it might chance that she was with him in her sister's absence.
Now Bozzle did not know Hugh Stanbury, and was angry with himself that he should be so ignorant. It is the pride of a detective ex-policeman to know everybody that comes in his way. "Well, I had been so informed. My friend Trevelyan knew that you were there, or that you were going there." "I don't care who knew that I was going there," said the Colonel.
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