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And presently Nesta came to him there, and as if with a mutual understanding they walked away into the nearer stretches of the park. Normandale had never looked more beautiful than it did that afternoon, and in the midst of a silence which up to then neither of them had cared to break, Collingwood suddenly turned to the girl who had just lost it.
Within ten minutes of beginning his task Collingwood knew that he had gone out to Normandale Grange about a mere nothing. Picking up the History of Barford which Jabey Naylor had spoken of, and turning over its leaves, two papers dropped out; one a half sheet of foolscap, folded; the other, a letter from some correspondent in the United States.
Of course, that Normandale stewardship dropped out when young Harper died, and I don't suppose the notion 'll be revived now that his sister's come in. But I've got one good job to go on with -Mrs. Mallathorpe's given me her affairs to look after." Eldrick took one of the cigarettes and lighted it as a sign of his peaceable and amicable intentions. "Pratt!" he said.
"This is the last will of me, John Mallathorpe, of Normandale Grange, in the parish of Normandale, in the West Riding of the County of York. I appoint Martin William Charlesworth, manufacturer, of Holly Lodge, Barford, and Arthur James Wyatt, chartered accountant, of 65, Beck Street, Barford, executors and trustees of this my will.
He indulged in some reflections not wholly devoid of sentiment. He had cherished dreams of becoming the virtual owner of Normandale. Always confident in his own powers, he had believed that with time and patience he could have persuaded Nesta Mallathorpe to marry him why not?
Eventually he came to the boundary of Normandale Park at a point far away from the Grange. There he dismounted, hid his bicycle in a coppice wherein he had often left it before, and went on towards the house through the woods and plantations. He knew every yard of the ground he traversed, and was skilled in taking cover if he saw any sign of woodman or gamekeeper.
On Saturday morning he had seen an advertisement in the Barford newspapers which stated that a steward and agent was wanted for the Normandale Estate, and all applications were to be made to Mrs. Mallathorpe. Desirous of applying for the post, he had written out a formal letter during Saturday morning, had obtained a testimonial from his present employers, Messrs.
Chad's?" he continued, with a reminiscence of the surroundings of the institution they were talking of. "Very different to Normandale!" "Yes," she replied. "Very very different to Normandale. But when I was at St. Chad's, I didn't know that I that we should ever come to Normandale." "And now that you are here?" he asked.
"Going to stop in Barford?" he asked. "Till I settle my grandfather's affairs yes," answered Collingwood. "Come and see us again," said Harper. "Come for the night we've got a jolly good billiard table." "Do!" added Nesta heartily. "Since you're so kind, I will, then," replied Collingwood. "But not for a few days." He drove off to wonder why he had visited Normandale Grange at all. For Mrs.
The solicitor entered it without ceremony or explanation, and turning to the coachman bade him drive back to Normandale as fast as he could make his horses go. Meanwhile Collingwood turned to Nesta. "Don't be alarmed!" he said. "Something is happening at the Grange your mother has just telephoned to the police here to go there at once there they are in front of us, in that car!"
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