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Such was the state of things at Penfold Hall when its owner's sudden announcement that he had invited young Ralph Conway to come to stay there had fallen like a bombshell upon his sisters. The invitation had caused almost as much surprise to Mrs. Conway as to the Miss Penfolds.
Peters told me that it was something to do with that job we had at the Miss Penfolds', sir." "Yes, that is it, Johnson. You know we were looking for a missing will there?" "Yes, sir; so I understood." "Now, what we wanted to ask you specially, Johnson, was whether you can tell us what the servants at the Hall thought about it?"
Penfold's chatter as to the daily homage paid by the castle to the cottage, through every channel courtesies or gifts that the Tathams' delicacy could invent, or the Penfolds' delicacy accept, had convinced him on that point.
But old Penfold replied loftily: "Who cares what a Wylie says against a great old mercantile house of London City?" "Very well, Mr. Penfolds," said Nancy, with one great final sob, and dried her eyes with her apron; and she did it with such an air, they both saw she was not going to shed another tear about the matter. "Very well; you are both against me; then I'll say no more.
And in the end Tatham most reluctantly consented that she should endeavour to force a surprise interview with Melrose the following day. They returned to the little drawing-room where Felicia Melrose, it seemed, had been giving the Penfolds a difficult half hour.
Penfolds, but I can't wait no longer with my heart a bursting; it is! it is! Oh, my dear, sweet young lady; the Lord be praised! You really are here alive and well. Kiss you I must and shall; come back from the dead; there there there!" "Nancy! my good, kind Nancy," cried Helen, and returned her embrace warmly.
They then chatted about things of no importance whatever, and the old gentleman was just lighting his candle to go to bed, when a visitor was ushered into the room. The Penfolds looked a little surprised, but not much. They had no street door all to themselves; no liveried dragons to interpose between them and unseasonable or unwelcome visitors.
She was sitting in the Penfolds servants' pew, in a plain straw bonnet and quiet clothes like the others." "Among the Penfolds' servants, James! Are you dreaming?" "Not at all, my dear; there she was, sure enough. I could not possibly be mistaken." Mrs. Withers was silent for some time with surprise. "But what can she be doing there, James?
It was evident that Faversham had pushed the acquaintance with the Penfolds as far as he could; that he was Lydia's familiar correspondent, and constantly appealing for help to her knowledge of the country folk. An excellent road to intimacy, as Tatham uneasily admitted, considering Lydia's love for the people of the dales, and her passionate sympathy with the victims of Melrose's ill-deeds.
Do you mean to say that you think that she has really gone to service at the Hall?" "That is what I do think," the clergyman replied. "You know how she said over and over again that she was determined somehow to find the will. Well, I believe that she has in some way in pursuance of that purpose gone as a servant to the Penfolds.
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