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Austin grasped his hand, and together they issued out of Daphne's Bower, in the direction of Lobourne. Farmer Blaize was not so astonished at the visit of Richard Feverel as that young gentleman expected him to be.
Leaving his father to the felicitations of the station-master, he went into the Lobourne road to look for his faithful Tom, who had received private orders through Berry to be in attendance with his young master's mare, Cassandra, and was lurking in a plantation of firs unenclosed on the borders of the road, where Richard, knowing his retainer's zest for conspiracy too well to seek him anywhere but in the part most favoured with shelter and concealment, found him furtively whiffing tobacco.
It was added that the servants had all threatened to leave in a body, and that Sir Austin to appease them had promised to pull down the entire left wing, like a gentleman; for no decent creature, said Lobourne, could consent to live in a haunted house. Rumour for the nonce had a stronger spice of truth than usual.
He rejoiced that the Fates had agreed to remove him from the very hot neighbourhood of Lobourne, while he grieved, like an honest lad, to see his comrade left to face calamity alone.
He hurried out, closed the chamber, and came upon little Clare lying senseless along the door. In the morning that followed this night, great gossip was interchanged between Raynham and Lobourne.
"What aspect do you like for your bedroom? East?" said the baronet. Lucy was asking herself wonderingly: "Am I to stay?" "Perhaps you had better take to Richard's room at once," he pursued. "You have the Lobourne valley there and a good morning air, and will feel more at home." Lucy's colour mounted. Mrs. Berry gave a short cough, as one who should say, "The day is ours!"
Shortly after his departure, arrived Austin Wentworth; close on his heels, Algernon, known about Lobourne as the Captain, popular wherever he was known. Farmer Blaize reclined in considerable elation. He had brought these great people to a pretty low pitch.
He was certainly the first to give the clue at Belthorpe on the night of the conflagration, and he may, therefore, have seen poor Tom retreating stealthily from the scene, as he averred he did. Lobourne had its say on the subject.
It was a severe stroke when, after all their stratagems and trouble, Austin Wentworth refused the office the boys had zealously designed for him. Time pressed. In a few days poor Tom would have to face the redoubtable Sir Miles, and get committed, for rumours of overwhelming evidence to convict him were rife about Lobourne, and Farmer Blaize's wrath was unappeasable.
Master Ripton intoned this abrupt interrogation verb seriously. "I don't think about it," said Richard, all his faculties bent on signs from Lobourne. "Well, but," Ripton persisted, "suppose we are found out?" "If we are, I must pay for it." Sir Austin breathed the better for this reply. He was beginning to gather a clue to the dialogue.
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