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But yer'll not blackguard me for nothin, I can tell yer. Now will yer jest oblige me by takin yourselves off? I shall 'ave to clean up after yer' she pointed scornfully to the marks of their muddy boots on the floor 'an it's gettin late. 'One moment, Mrs. Costrell, said Saunders, gently rubbing his hands.
One of the voices was that of Harry Costrell, her grandson-in-law; another that of a stranger to her, a respectable-looking man she was too upset to receive any other impression of, at the moment; and the third that of her granddaughter. Such a relief it was, to hear the cheerful ring of her greeting.
Costrell, said Saunders, briskly 'all right. We'll be down directly. She came back into the kitchen, a mist before her eyes, and fell heavily on a chair by the fire. Mary Anne approached her, only to be pushed back. The widow stood listening, in an agony. It took Saunders a minute or two to complete his case.
She was to go with it on the morrow, and John would give up the cottage and walk over to Frampton, where he had already secured a lodging. Only twenty-four hours! and he had not yet decided. Which was it to be Saunders after all or the savings-bank or Bessie? He was cording up his various possessions a medley lot indifferent parcels and bundles, when Bessie Costrell knocked at the door.
A message was sent at once to John Costrell, saying that an accompanying letter was to be taken promptly to the Towers, to catch her ladyship before she went out. We have seen that it reached her in time. "You found that all I told you was true, Granny Marrable," said the doctor, after promising to return in time to catch her ladyship. "I shall live to believe it true, doctor, please God!"
Bessie was always very civil to him he chuckled again and if anything had to be done with it, while he was five miles off at Frampton on a job of work that had been offered him, he didn't know but he'd as soon trust Isaac Costrell and Bessie as anybody else.
His big troubled self spoke with that accent of truth which lifts common talk and halting texts to poetry. The minister, himself more of a pessimist than his sermons showed, felt a deep regard for him. Could nothing be done to save Isaac's wife and Isaac? Not so long ago Bessie Costrell had been a decent woman, though a flighty and excitable one.
Costrell was a-payin another o' them things, an summat as was said come to my ears an come to Watson's. An me and Watson 'ave been makin inquiries an Mr. Dawson wor obligin enough to make me a small loan, 'ee wor. Now I've got just one question to ask o' John Borroful. He put his hand into his waistcoat-pocket, and drew out a silver coin. 'Is that yourn, John? John fell upon it with a cry.
The old woman's firmness and strength were marvellous to Gwen. "He has told me that my sister that was dead is risen from the grave...." "God's my life, Granny, what will ye be for saying next to her ladyship?" John Costrell had heard none of the story. "It's all quite right, Mr. Costrell," said Gwen. "Granny Marrable doesn't mean really dead. She thought her dead her sister.... Go on, Granny!
The cat came purring round her to welcome her back. The great bulldog trotted in from the yard behind, considered her a moment, and passed out to the front, attracted by the voices of Keziah and John Costrell. Having weighed them, duly and carefully, he trotted back past Granny Marrable, to give one short bark at the bedroom door, and return to the yard behind, his usual headquarters.
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