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On the day before the Glenwilliam meeting Lady Coryston, who had gone out westward through the park, was returning by motor from the direction of Martover, and reached her own big and prosperous village of Coryston Major about seven o'clock.
She had been holding conference with a number of persons in the old borough of Martover, persons who might be trusted to turn a Radical meeting into a howling inferno, if the smallest chink of opportunity were given them; and she was conscious of a good afternoon's work. As she sat majestically erect in the corner of the motor, her brain was alive with plans.
Ah! what isn't she doing?" said Sir Wilfrid, significantly. "All the same, she lies low." As he spoke, his eyes fell upon the hillside and on the white cottage of the Atherstones emerging from the wood. He pointed. "They will be there on Sunday fortnight after the Martover meeting." "Who? The Glenwilliams?" Sir Wilfrid nodded. "And I am of opinion that something will happen.
Lester tells me there was a great attack on Lord and Lady William yesterday in the Martover paper. Mother hasn't seen it yet and I don't want to read it " "Don't!" said Newbury, smiling. "But mother will be so ashamed, unhappy, when she knows! So am I. But I wanted to explain. We suffer just as much. He's stirring up the whole place against mother.
On the actual day of the Martover meeting Marcia was left alone at Coryston. Newbury had gone reluctantly for once to a diocesan meeting on the farther side of the county. Lady Coryston, whose restlessness was evident, had driven to inspect a new farm some miles off, and was to take informal dinner on her way back with her agent, Mr.
"A reply, of course, to the Martover meeting?" "I dare say. D n the Martover meeting! But what taste! two brothers slanging at each other almost in the same parish. I declare women have no taste! not a ha'porth. But I won't do it and mother, just for once, will have to give in." He sat down again and took the cigarette which Lester handed him no doubt with soothing intentions.
As I have said, it doesn't now matter vitally to me whether Coryston is in the chair or not I regard him as merely Glenwilliam's cat's-paw but if you let this meeting at Martover pass, you will have weakened your position in this constituency, you will have disheartened your supporters, you will have played the coward and you will have left your mother disgracefully in the lurch though that latter point I can see doesn't move you at all!"
The agent accepted the implied reproach with outward meekness, and an inward resolve to put Lady Coryston on a much stricter financial regime for the future. A long conversation followed, at the end of which Mr. Glenwilliam is to speak at Martover next month, and that it is already rumored Lord Coryston will be in the chair."
The Martover meeting was still rather more than three weeks off. Atherstone. A note sent on their arrival would prepare the way for an interview, and an interview that could not be refused. No time was to be lost, unless Arthur's political prospects were to be completely and irretrievably ruined.
The old man, so thin and straight, from his small head and narrow shoulders to his childishly small feet, leaned upon his son's arm, and apparently saw nothing around him. A mostly silent throng lined the lane leading to the farm. Half-way stood the man who had come down to lecture on "Rational Marriage," surrounded by a group of Martover Socialists.
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