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During these days Mrs Greenow was mistress of the old Hall down in Westmoreland, and was nursing Kate assiduously through the calamity of her broken arm. There had come to be a considerable amount of confidence between the aunt and the niece.
Captain Bellfield had not allowed the opportunity to slip idly from his hands. In the first quarter of an hour after the younger ladies had gone, he said little or nothing, but sat with a wine-glass before him, which once or twice he filled from the decanter. "I'm afraid the wine is not very good," said Mrs Greenow. "But one can't get good wine in lodgings."
But he told me to tell you that if he didn't call, you were not to be angry with him." "Oh, no; I shall remember, of course." "You see, if he don't work now he must come to grief. He hasn't got a shilling that he can call his own." "Hasn't he really?" "Not a shilling, Mrs Greenow; and then he's awfully in debt. He isn't a bad fellow, you know, only there's no trusting him for anything."
In truth, however, Mr Greenow had been alive within the last nine months, as everybody around her knew. But if she chose to forget the exact day, why should her friends or dependents remind her of it? No friend or dependent did remind her of it, and Charlie Fairstairs spoke of the fifteen months with bold confidence, false-tongued little parasite that she was.
"Do you mean to pay me my money, sir?" said Cheesacre, at last, finding his readiest means of attack in that quarter. "Yes, I do." "But when?" "When I've married Mrs Greenow, and, therefore, I expect your assistance in that little scheme. Let us drink her health.
On receipt of this letter, Alice, after two days' doubt, accepted the invitation. Tribute from Oileymead Kate Vavasor, in writing to her cousin Alice, felt some little difficulty in excusing herself for remaining in Norfolk with Mrs Greenow. She had laughed at Mrs Greenow before she went to Yarmouth, and had laughed at herself for going there.
She began by describing her grandfather's state, and by saying to him, as she had done to Mrs Greenow, that she believed the old man's hours were well-nigh come to a close. She told him that she had asked her aunt to come to her; "not," she said, "that I think her coming will be of material service, but I feel the loneliness of the house will be too much for me at such a time.
But Mrs Greenow knew that Charlie's charms would be much strengthened by a dinner out-of-doors. "Nothing," she said to Kate, "nothing makes a man come forward so well as putting him altogether out of his usual tack. A man who wouldn't think of such a thing in the drawing-room would be sure to make an offer if he spent an evening with a young lady down-stairs in the kitchen."
The 7.45 A.M. train would take you through Norwich to my door, as one may say, and you would be back by the 6.22 P.M." In this way he brought himself back again into good-humour, feeling, that in the absence of the widow, he could not do better than make progress with the niece. In the mean time Mrs Greenow and the captain were getting on very comfortably in the other boat.
"I have told him that you should fill his pipe for him," said Mrs Greenow. "He doesn't care for ladies to fill his pipe for him," said Charlie. "Do you try," said the widow, "while I go indoors and order the tea." It had been necessary to put the bait very close before Cheesacre's eyes, or there would have been no hope that he might take it.
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