But Mrs. Powler, who had been much struck with the conversation
overheard by Nancy Bell, and repeated to her by her own handmaiden, sat
pondering over the words for some time, allowing Ann to remain in the
room, and at last bade her go round and ask Mrs. Jupp to step in for a
few minutes. When Mrs. Jupp arrived, Mrs. Powler made Ann repeat her
story; and when she concluded, the old lady bade her stand away out of
earshot, and said to Mrs. Jupp in a hollow whisper:
"What do you think of that?"
"Of what?" asked Mrs. Jupp, in an equally ghostly tone.
"'Bout the prize? Do you think, Harriet, that it can be any of Fowler's
'runs'? They used to hide 'em in the first place as come handy, when
the excisers was after 'em; and I've been wondering whether they might
ha' stowed away some kegs, or bales, or things, in the lower garden, or
thereabouts, and these D'rinzys ha' found 'em. I wonder whether I could
claim 'em, Harriet?" said the old lady earnestly. "He left everything
he had in the world to his beloved wife, Powler did."
Mrs. Jupp, who had been receiving these last words with many sniffs,
denoting her content for her friend's notions, waited patiently until
Mrs. Powler had finished, and then said:
"I don't think you need trouble yourself about that. It isn't about
runs, or kegs, or bales, or anything of that kind, that Mrs. Derinzy
meant, if so be she said anything of the kind, which I main doubt;
Nancy Bell and your Ann being regular Anias and Sapphira for lying, or
the man as was turned into a white leopard by the prophet for saying he
hadn't asked the young man for a change of clothes."
"Du let alone naggin' and girdin' at my Ann for once, Harriet!"
interrupted Mrs. Powler. "Let's s'pose Mrs. D'rinzy said it; there's no
harm in s'posin', you know. What did she mean 'bout the prize?"
"Mean? What could she mean but Miss Netty?"
"Miss Netty! prize!" cried Mrs. Powler, to whom the combination of
these words was hopelessly embarrassing. "Ah, well, I'm becomin' a
moithered old 'ooman, I suppose?"
"No, no, dear," said Mrs. Jupp, who never liked to see the old lady
put out. "I'm sure there's they as are twenty years younger would like
to be able to see as far into a milestone as you can. Only you don't
know about this, because you don't get out much now, and you don't know
what's goin' on up at the Tower, save from Ann and suchlike. Now my
ideer is, that Miss Netty has come into a fortin'."
"No!" cried the old lady.
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