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He's picked up with that man Bellfield, and he's to be there; but if you allow your name to be once mixed up with his, it will be all over with you as far as Yarmouth is concerned." "I don't at all want to be mixed up with Captain Bellfield, as you call it," said Kate. Then she subsided into her novel, while Mrs Greenow busied herself about the good things for the picnic.
After breakfast he fidgeted about in the parlour, being unable to contrive for himself a mode of escape, and was absolutely thrown upon his beam-ends when the widow asked him what he meant to do with himself between that and dinner. "I suppose I'd better take a walk," he said; "and perhaps the young ladies " "If you mean my two nieces," said Mrs Greenow, "I'm afraid you'll find they are engaged.
"Only think," she said, as she unpacked a little miniature of the departed one, and sat with it for a moment in her hands, as she pressed her handkerchief to her eyes, "only think, that it is barely nine months since he was with me?" "Six, you mean, aunt," said Kate, unadvisedly. "Only nine months" repeated Mrs Greenow, as though she had not heard her niece. "Only nine months!"
A message was now brought up by the nurse, saying that Mrs Greenow and Mr Vavasor were going into the room where the old Squire was lying, "Would Miss Kate and Mr George go with them?" "Mr Vavasor!" shouted out George, making the old woman jump. She did not understand his meaning in the least. "Yes, sir; the old Squire," she said. "Will you come, George?" Kate asked.
"I don't pretend to anything of that kind, Mrs Greenow. I like to be nice, and all that kind of thing. There are people who think that because a man farms his own land, he must be always in the muck. It is the case, of course, with those who have to make their rent and living out of it." Then he remembered that he was again treading on forbidden ground, and stopped himself.
John Vavasor asked a few questions of the doctor as to the last weeks of his father's life; and it was incidentally mentioned, both by the doctor and by the attorney, that the old Squire's intellect had remained unimpaired up to the last moment that he had been seen by either of them. When they returned to the hall Mrs Greenow met them with an invitation to lunch.
She returned therefore triumphantly among them all, blushing indeed, and with her eyes turned away, and her hand now remained upon her lover's arm; but still so close to him that there could be no mistake. "Goodness, gracious, Charlie! where have you and Mr Cheesacre been?" said Mrs Greenow. "We got up into the woods and lost ourselves," said Charlie. "Oh, indeed," said Mrs Greenow.
In London Mrs Greenow had been among Londoners, and her career had hitherto been provincial. Her spirit, no doubt, had been somewhat cowed by the novelty of her position.
If I were to say that he had called at his tailor's also, I do not think that I should be wrong. "How goes everything at Oileymead?" said Mrs Greenow, seeing that her guest wanted some little assistance in leading off the conversation. "Pretty well, Mrs Greenow; pretty well. Everything will go very well if I am successful in the object which I have on hand to-day."
A very nice little dinner they had. The captain carved the turkey, giving due honour to Mr Cheesacre as he did so; and when he nibbled his celery with his cheese, he was prettily jocose about the richness of the farmyard at Oileymead. "He is the most generous man I ever met," said Mrs Greenow. "So he is," said Captain Bellfield, "and we'll drink his health. Poor old Cheesy!
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