he surveyed, his right there was none to dispute, from the what-is-it down to the glade -”
“I’ll come,” said I, as we reached the cottage. “Only first you must let me make myself decent.”
“You’re decent enough!”
“My boots are wet; my hands -”
“All serene! I’ll give you five minutes.”
And I left him outside, flourishing a handsome watch, while, on my way upstairs, I paused to tell Mrs. Braithwaite that I was dining at the hall. She was busy cooking, and I felt prepared for her unpleasant expression;
shall duly see. I felt sure that I was followed in the street, and my every movement dogged by those to whom I would not condescend to turn and look. Meanwhile, I had not the courage to go near my club, and the Temple was a place where I was accosted in every court, effusively congratulated on the marvellous