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"Were you going in or out, Miss Robarts?" "Well, I was going out," said Lucy; and she began to consider how best she might get quit of any prolonged encounter. "Oh, going out, were you? I don't know whether I may offer to " "Well, Lord Lufton, not exactly, seeing that I am about to pay a visit to our near neighbour, Mrs. Podgens. Perhaps, you have no particular call towards Mrs.
"And you are to take his work in the school; you and Mrs. Podgens. What with his curate and his wife and Mrs. Podgens, I don't see why he should come back at all." "Oh, mamma," said Justinia, "pray, pray don't be so harsh to her." "Let me finish it, my dear; oh, here I come. 'Tell her ladyship my whereabouts. He little thought you'd show me this letter." "Didn't he?" said Mrs.
Podgens' just at present, or to her new baby?" "And have you any very particular call that way?" "Yes, and especially to Baby Podgens. Baby Podgens is a real little duck only just two days old." And Lucy, as she spoke, progressed a step or two, as though she were determined not to remain there talking on the doorstep.
Robarts immediately started off on her walk to her own home, and when she had got out of the grounds into the road, where it makes a turn towards the parsonage, nearly opposite to Podgens' shop, she saw Lord Lufton on horseback, and Lucy standing beside him.
"The world shall say no such thing!" said Lord Lufton, very imperiously. "Ah! but it will. You can no more stop it, than King Canute could the waters. Your mother has interfered wisely to spare me from this; and the only favour that I can ask you is, that you will spare me also." And then she got up, as though she intended at once to walk forth to her visit to Mrs. Podgens' baby.
Podgens was their name, and they were great favourites with her ladyship, both having been servants up at the house.
Let us hope that his thoughts and mental resolves were then of service to him. Mrs. Podgens' Baby The hunting season had now nearly passed away, and the great ones of the Barsetshire world were thinking of the glories of London. Of these glories Lady Lufton always thought with much inquietude of mind.
I can make it up to him, as I know he wishes to go into Wales at Christmas. My wanderings will all be over then, and he may go for a couple of months if he pleases. I suppose you will take my classes in the school on Sunday, as well as your own; but pray make them have a good fire. If this is too much for you, make Mrs. Podgens take the boys. Indeed I think that will be better.
He took her hand, but that was not all he wanted. "Surely Mrs. Podgens and her baby can wait ten minutes. I shall not see you again for months to come, and yet you seem to begrudge me two words." "Not two hundred if they can be of any service to you," said she, walking cheerily back into the drawing-room; "only I did not think it worth while to waste your time, as Fanny is not here."
And here the road took a sudden turn to the left, turning, as it were, away from Framley Court; and just beyond the turn was the vicarage, so that there was a little garden path running from the back of the vicarage grounds into the churchyard, cutting the Podgens off into an isolated corner of their own; from whence, to tell the truth, the vicar would have been glad to banish them and their cabbages, could he have had the power to do so.
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