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Rest was reached at last, and the driver whipped his steed into a semblance of spirit, and drove through the little village with a clatter, two or three people came to the doors of their cottages and looked at the vehicle scrutinisingly, wondering whether its occupant was, or was not Miss Vancourt.
Let 'im come out of 'is 'ouse wise an' peaceful like as he allus do, an' let 'im speak as the fiery tongues from Heaven moves 'im, an' as if there worn't no fashion nor silly nonsense in the world. He's best so, Tummas! you b'lieve me, he's best so!" "Mebbe mebbe!" and Bainton twirled his cap round and round dubiously "But Miss Vancourt "
He was very silent, and Julian Adderley, generally accustomed to talk for two, seemed disposed to an equal taciturnity. The few hours they had spent in the society of Maryllia Vancourt and her weird protegee, Cicely Bourne, had given both men subject for various thoughts which neither of them were inclined to express to one another.
An' I was fair mazed over that 'oley bit, but I found out all about it! hor-hor-hor!" and Bainton began to laugh with exceeding delight at his own perspicuity "A few minutes' gossip with old Missis Tapple at the post-office did it! hor-hor-hor! for she told me, bless 'er heart! as 'ow Miss Vancourt 'ad given it t'ye for fun, as a sort o' reward like for sendin' off some telegrams for 'er!
I think I'll do a bit of this business myself while I've got the chance for if I don't, ten to one he'll be tellin' the story of the wopses' nest next, and a fine oncommon show we'll make of ourselves 'ere with our manners." And he coughed loudly "Ahem! Josey, will you tell Miss Vancourt about the Five Sisters, or shall I?" Maryllia glanced from one to the other in bewilderment.
Wherefore, I sez, why not 'ave a man o' God as witness?" "Why not, indeed!" returned Walden, playfully; "but your 'man of God' won't be me, Mrs. Spruce! I'm off! I congratulate you on your preparations, and I think you are doing everything splendidly! If Miss Vancourt does not look upon you as a positive treasure, I shall be very much mistaken! Good afternoon!" "Passon, Passon!" urged Mrs.
'Meek an' quiet sperrit, sez he 'have all of ye meek an' quiet sperrits'! Why he ain't got one of 'is own! Wait till he 'ears of the Five Sisters comin' down! See 'im then! Or wait till Miss Vancourt arrives an' begins to muddle round with the church!" "Nonsense! She won't muddle round with the church," said Mrs.
The ancient history of the Vancourts he knew as well as he knew the priceless archaeological value of their old Manor-house as a perfect gem of unspoilt Tudor architecture, but though he had traced the descent of the family from Robert Priaulx de Vaignecourt of the twelfth century and his brother Osmonde Priaulx de Vaignecourt who had, it was rumoured, founded a monastery in the neighbourhood, and had died during a pilgrimage to the Holy Land, he had ceased to follow the genealogical tree with much attention or interest when the old Norman name of De Vaignecourt had degenerated into De Vincourt and finally in the times of James I. had settled down into Vancourt.
Vancourt Henniker gave the footman at Rook Hill a hint that for the present the Misses Henniker were not at home to Mr. Thomas Gordon; and if Tom had known it, there were other and similar chastenings lying in wait for him behind more of the colonial doors. But Tom did not know it.
I'd 'ad 'im from a pup Kitty carried 'im in 'er apron when 'e was a week old, he loved me yes 'e did! an' 'e slept in my weskit iviry night of 'is life! an' he 'adn't a fault in 'im, all lovin' an' true! an' now 'e's gone an' an'-I HATE the quality up at the Manor yes I do! I HATE 'em! an' if Miss Vancourt 'adn't never come 'ome, my doggie 'ad been livin' now, an' we'd all a' bin 'appy!"
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