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"Oh, Mr Cheesacre," echoed a laughing voice; and poor Cheesacre, looking round, saw that Mrs Greenow, who ought to have been inside the house looking after the boiling water, was moving about for some unknown reason within sight of the spot which he had chosen for his dalliance. "Mr Cheesacre," said Charlie sobbing, "how dare you do that? and where all the world could see you?"
But he reflected that he was at any rate a match for Cheesacre when they were present together, and finally came to the conclusion that the message should be delivered. "I had to go and just wish her goodbye you know," he said apologetically, as he finished his little speech. "I don't see that at all," said Cheesacre. "Why, my dear fellow, how foolishly jealous you are.
Just at this moment, as he was drawing close to the widow, she heard, or fancied that she heard, Jeannette's step, and, going to the sitting-room door, called to her maid. Jeannette did not hear her, but the bell was rung, and then Jeannette came. "You may take these things down, Jeannette," she said. "Mr Cheesacre has promised that no more shall come."
It occurred to him immediately that Bellfield was even now, at this very time, staying at his house, that he, Cheesacre, was expected to drive him, Bellfield, back to Oileymead, to his own Oileymead, on this very evening; and as he thought of this he almost fancied that he must be in a dream.
"I always thought you understood farming business, Mr Cheesacre." "Yes, I do. I like a bit of fun well enough, when the time for it comes, as you saw at Yarmouth. And I keep my three or four hunters, as I think a country gentleman should; and I shoot over my own ground. But I always stick to my work. There are men, like Bellfield, who won't work. What do they come to? They're always borrowing."
"I came from there this morning," said the Captain. "But he isn't going back there, I can tell you," said Mr Cheesacre. "Oh, indeed," said Mrs Greenow; "I hope there is nothing wrong." "All as right as a trivet," said the Captain; and then he was off. "I promised mamma that I would be home by seven," said Charlie Fairstairs, rising from her chair.
Captain Bellfield was also at Norwich, having obtained some quasi-military employment there in the matter of drilling volunteers. Certain capacities in that line it may be supposed that he possessed, and, as his friend Cheesacre said of him, he was going to earn an honest penny once in his life.
I tell you, because, as you are seeing a good deal of him just now, I think it right that you should know on what sort of a footing he stands." It's all fair, they say, in love and war, and this small breach of confidence was, we must presume, a love stratagem on the part of Mr Cheesacre.
The Captain don't come here much now; not to say often, by no means." "He's a confounded rascal." "Oh, Mr Cheesacre!" said Jeannette. "He is; and I ain't sure that there ain't others nearly as bad as he is." "If you mean me, Mr Cheesacre, I do declare you're a wronging me; I do indeed." "What's the meaning of his going on in this way?"
Do you go home and think of it; and if you'll marry Charlie, I'll go to your wedding. You shan't be ashamed of her clothing. I'll see to that." They were now close to the gate, and Cheesacre paused before he entered. "Do you think there's no chance at all for me, then?" said he. "I know there's none. I've heard her speak about it." "Somebody else, perhaps, is the happy man?"
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