Hot sunshine flooded the Ghyllside lawn, but there was a belt of
shadow beneath a copper beech, where a family group had gathered.
Leonard sat in a basket-chair, talking to Mrs. Fenwood, an elderly
widow with an austere expression; his wife and Gertrude Wannop were
whispering over their teacups; Wannop, red-faced and burly, stood
beside Robert Allinson, a solemn-looking clergyman.
"We have been here half an hour and not a word has been said yet upon
the subject everybody's itching to talk about. We're a decorous lot,"
Wannop remarked, surveying the others with amusement. "Personally, I
should be glad if we were allowed to go home without its being
broached. It's hardly the thing to discuss Andrew's shortcomings round
his table."
"There are times when it's a duty to overcome one's delicacy," Robert
replied. "If I have been correctly informed, the matter demands
attention. Hitherto the Allinsons have never given their neighbors
cause to criticize their conduct."
"None of them? I seem to remember----"
"None of them," Robert interposed firmly. "There was once a malicious
story about Arthur, but I am glad to say it was disproved. But this
Mrs. Olcott, whom I haven't seen--I suppose she's attractive?"
Wannop smiled.
"Distinctly so; what's more, she has a forlorn and pathetic air which
is highly fetching. Still, I'm convinced that there's no harm in her."
"A married woman living apart from her husband!" Robert exclaimed
severely. "I understand that Andrew is at her house now, and I must
confess that after walking some distance I feel hurt at his not being
here to receive us."
"He didn't know you were coming," Wannop pointed out, and added with a
roguish air: "We have all been young and I don't suppose you used to
look the other way when you met a pretty girl; but I'll go bail Andrew
only visits her out of charity. However, if you are determined to have
your say, you may as well begin and get it over."
Robert left him and addressed Leonard in a formal tone.
"I am told that Andrew is going out to assist in the development of
the new mine and wishes to be made a director. As a relative and a
shareholder, may I ask if you consider him fit for the post?"
Leonard had been waiting for an opening, and he welcomed the inquiry.
"Andrew has every right to demand the position, which I could not
refuse." He paused, for the next suggestion must be skilfully
conveyed. "As it happens, his abilities hardly enter into the
question. It is merely needful that we should have a representative on
the spot to whom we can send instructions, and I dare say he will get
a good deal of the fishing and shooting he enjoys. All matters of
importance will be decided in London."
"Then I take it that his inexperience and inaptitude can do the
company no harm?"
Leonard was grateful to him for so plainly expressing his meaning.
"Oh, no! Besides, I imagine that the change will be beneficial in
several ways."
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