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Updated: June 3, 2025
"We'll help him, you and I! We'll make his life brighter for him, and cheer him in every way we know!" But, as it turned out, Mr Vanburgh was not anxious to be cheered, and Mrs Maitland found it more difficult than she expected to put her good resolves into practice. On Thursday evening, Mr and Mrs Rendell returned home from their Continental trip.
It is most kind of you to think of it, and if Mrs Rendell will really allow me, I shall be delighted to accept your invitation." So Nan ran across the street, and entered the house with the great news that Gervase Vanburgh had arrived, and given a formal invitation was coming that very evening to make the acquaintance of the family.
I came meaning to stay to tea, but if you don't feel able to talk to two people at once I'll come again when you are alone. I won't be a scrap offended!" Mr Vanburgh smiled. "I am sure you would not, but I should like you to stay, please. We want you to pour out tea for us; and I won't attempt to talk, but just lie still and amuse myself listening to you."
The deeds are signed, and the workmen are to begin putting the house in order next week. You may take it as settled this time, for the man really means to come. He is a certain Ernest Vanburgh by name, and has been living abroad for some years." "And is there a Mrs Vanburgh, and has he any children, and are they young or grown up?"
It was very kind, but I felt too ill to receive them. With you, however, it was different, for I seemed to know you already. I had seen so much of your life through `my study window' " "Saw me! Then you knew all the time who I was? You knew " "I did! Yes. It was very interesting. I wondered how long you could keep it up." "But how how?" Mr Vanburgh smiled quietly.
A moment later Mrs Rendell had turned the conversation into another channel, unwilling to prolong the present discussion in the presence of a stranger, and Nan seized the opportunity to escape to the far end of the garden. Gervase Vanburgh stood in her path, and spied the glimmer of tears on the dark eyelashes as she passed by.
But the characteristics of Miss Vanburgh number four were fated to remain in obscurity, for at that moment a step was heard approaching the schoolroom door, and the historian made a dash forward to collect her books, and place them on the table, before the entrance of Miss Roberts, the governess.
Back already, when she had barely had time to go up to the door and retrace her steps! What did it mean? Not at home? But Mr Vanburgh was always at home. According to report, his farthest expedition was into the garden, where surely he would be able to receive a visitor on a bright spring afternoon.
Nan shivered at an attic window for an hour on end, with no more exciting result than a glimpse of a tablecloth and a row of silver dishes; and the great nailed door remained persistently closed. And then the blow fell! There were no Miss Vanburghs! There was not even a Mrs Vanburgh!
Mr Vanburgh was restored to his usual health, and wished to celebrate that fact, and provide at the same time a little entertainment for his nephew, by giving an alfresco luncheon in the garden, to which he invited his friends at Thurston House. The meal would be served under the beech-tree on the lawn, and Mr Vanburgh hoped to welcome his guests at one o'clock precisely. "But not all of us!
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