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She was left to her own thoughts, and possibly to her own hopes. And then other matters came up at Framley which turned the current of interest into other tracks. In the first place there was the visit made by Mr. Sowerby to the Dragon of Wantly, and the consequent revelation made by Mark Robarts to his wife.
The driver, turning round to him, had suggested that he supposed he was to drive to "My Lady's". This injustice to Lord Lufton, to whom the house belonged, and with whom his mother lived as a guest, was very common in the county; for old Lady Lufton had lived at Framley Court through her son's long minority, and had kept the house there till his marriage; and even since his marriage she had been recognised as its presiding genius.
And having thus made her speech she escaped from the room. It may suffice to say further now that the major did not see Grace again during that visit at Framley. The Archdeacon Goes to Framley By some of those unseen telegraphic wires which carry news about the country and make no charge for the conveyance, Archdeacon Grantly heard that his son the major was at Framley.
"Have you succeeded in persuading Miss Crawley to come over to Framley in April?" Mrs Robarts made no answer to this, but looked at Grace; and Grace looked down upon the ground. "I have spoken to Mrs Crawley," said Lady Lufton, "and they will think of it." Then the two ladies took their leave, and walked out to their carriage. "What does she say about your plan?" Mrs Robarts asked.
It is out of the question that I should go away from Framley leaving you and my mother at enmity with each other." To this Mrs. Robarts made no answer; and in a very few minutes afterwards she was in her own nursery, kissing her children, and teaching the elder one to say something about papa.
Thorne came up and shook hands with her; as did also Frank Gresham and his wife. There was a county acquaintance between the Framley people and the Greshamsbury people, and therefore there was a little general conversation before Lady Lufton passed out of the small room into what Mrs. Proudie would have called the noble suite of apartments.
As hard as he worked to destroy the Quaker in David, she worked against him; and she did not fear the end, for she believed in David Hyam of Framley. It was Shelek Pasha's influence, persistently and adroitly used for two years, which made friend David at last put aside for this one day his Quaker hat.
He passed the turning going down to Framley with courage, but when he came to the further turning, by which the cart would return from Framley to the Hogglestock road, he looked wistfully down the road for farmer Mangle. But farmer Mangle was still at the Mill, waiting in expectation that Mr Crawley might come to him.
But this lift half way did look to him as though it were really fortuitous. His wife could hardly have been cunning enough to persuade the farmer to go to Framley, conscious that the trap would have been suspected had the bait been made more full.
Crawley, with a stiff, ceremonial voice, differing very much from that in which he had so energetically addressed his brother clergyman when they were alone together in the study at Framley. "He is quite well, thank you. I suppose you have heard of his good fortune?" "Yes; I have heard of it," said Mr. Crawley, gravely.
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