"I do hope there's nothing wrong with Mr. Percy, vor Miss Sophy ha' got a letter from him, and she's crying something shocking," remarked Kezia, as she handed George a communication informing him that, not only Mr. Hunter, but the entire firm of Martin and Cross, had been outraged by the unspeakable conduct of Mr. Drake, who had dishonoured the title of gentleman by breaking his plighted word, and had stained his own name for ever by repudiating a contract. During the whole course of his professional career Mr. Hunter was thankful to say he never before received a letter suggesting that he--a solicitor--was capable of conspiring with another to deprive a third party of his lawful inheritance. He banished the sinister reflection, and enclosed a fresh form of receipt, containing the clause which Mr. Drake unaccountably regarded as oppressive, after having expressed his entire approval of the conditions contained therein, and he pressed for its execution at once or, failing that, the immediate return of the cheque for two hundred pounds. Mr. Taverner had specifically mentioned he would not purchase the furniture unless Mr. Drake gave an undertaking in writing to withdraw from Windward House; and now that Mr. Hunter had become more intimately acquainted with Mr. Drake's character, he was bound to confess that Mr. Taverner had displayed remarkably shrewd judgment. "I trapped him, but he doesn't know it; I have trod upon his corn, and he doesn't like it; now I'll make a fool of him completely," George muttered. Then Miss Yard came trembling and half tumbling downstairs, supported by Nellie, and weeping bitterly in quite a joyful fashion. "Percy has got a new tomato and he calls it Emily," she announced. "Emmie Lee," corrected Nellie. "You mustn't allow that to upset you," said George. "But he's going to bring her to see me, and he wants me to write to her. Oh dear! I do pray it may be a blessing to him." "Try not to cry any more, or you will have such a headache," said Nellie soothingly. "I should not have thought," remarked George, "that tomatoes were worth crying about anyhow." "All the information was there, but rather too condensed," explained Nellie. "Mr. Taverner discovered in one of his glass-houses--" "Oh, no, Nellie, you are silly, child. It was at a garden party." "You begin breakfast, and let me tell Mr. Drake in my own rambling fashion," said Nellie, coaxing the lady into her cushioned chair, then slipping into her own place behind the tea tray. "Mr. Taverner discovered his foreman had cultivated a particularly fine tomato plant unawares, and he made up his mind it was a new species, so he means to introduce it to the market under the name of Emmie Lee." "He's full of dirty little tricks like that," George grumbled. "And she's the great-grandchild of a clergyman, so there cannot be anything wrong with the family," sobbed Miss Yard. "You must stop crying at once," said Nellie sternly. "My dear, I will cry and be happy."