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"Yes, he seems to have known very little from
the moment he was struck until his senses came
back to him at the farm. I must say they seem to
have behaved wonderfully well to him...."
"I can't say I think burning his letters and cutting
him off from all communications was exactly good
behaviour." Thus the Baronet. But the General
seemed doubtful.
"We-e-ell!--I don't know. I shouldn't quite
say that. Remember it was only this poor girl that
did it, and one sees her motive. No--no! All's
fair in love, George. I'm sorry for her, with all my
heart."
Mrs. Buckmaster murmured under her breath:
"What was I saying to Mr. Christopher?" and
thereon Mr. Pelly felt in honour bound to testify
to her truthfulness. "Yes--Mrs. Buckmaster
thought so." Nobody was very definite.
"But did he come here with you, General?"
asked Mr. Pelly, who was gradually toning down to
sane inquiry-point. Mixed replies said that the
Captain had not been long in the house. Lady
Upwell was interviewing him--they were, in fact,
audible in the distance. The General supplied
further information.
"You see," he said, "Master Jack and I had just
arranged it all beautifully. I was to come here to
let it out gently and not frighten Miss Upwell, and
also to find how the land lay. Because, you see
after all, they were not engaged...."
"Oh no! They were not _engaged_." This was
a kind of chorus; after which the General continued:
"Anyhow, Miss Upwell might have picked up
with some other young fellow. However, she
hasn't. Well!--I was to come here and take the
soundings, and his ship was to follow on; he
meanwhile going down to inflict a full dramatic surprise
on his own family at Granchester Towers. He said
their nerves were strong enough, and it would do
them good. He was to come on as soon as he could,
unless he heard to the contrary. And then, as he
was riding through Sampford Pagnell on his way
here, what must be come upon but a man of his own
company, who had been invalided home after
enteritis, who had been drinking and got into a row.
He stopped to see him out of his difficulties--had
to go bail for him--and then came on here. But
it made him late. And I should have been here
sooner myself, only something went wrong with the
trains. It made me so late that I almost made up
my mind, if Jack wasn't here, to go back to the inn
at Grewceham, so as not to frighten you all out of
your wits."
"There's my wife coming up. I wonder what
they've settled." Thus the Baronet.
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