"We do know each other a little, don't we?" said Anstice, with her
bright smile. "I have so often wondered how you fared after that motor
misadventure of yours."
Miss Holme was graciousness itself to Anstice, and if she were rather
stiff at first towards her brother, it soon wore off. By the time that
lunch was over, she seemed thoroughly at home; and when the children
appeared, she devoted herself to them.
Josie and Georgie condescended to approve of her, and frankly told her
so.
"We only knew a few days ago," said Josie, "that you were an aunt of
ours. Ruffie seemed to like you when he met you in the Fells, but we
weren't there. Some aunts in books are horrid."
"But I'm not in a book, thank goodness," laughed her aunt.
She invited them over to spend the day with her before she left, and
Justin said he would send them over in the car. Then she took hold of
Anstice's arm and led her off down the garden. When they were quite
alone, she said:
"What have you done to Justin? You have tamed him entirely. I never saw
a man so altered. I heard about you from Myra Wykeham. You certainly
have done wonders. Most awful accounts were given me of the house
and children, but they now seem most desirable to me! I was tempted
more than once to come over in Justin's absence; but pride forbade
me. I suppose we owe our reconciliation to you. Family quarrels are a
mistake. But I was treated very badly. Justin was a spoilt boy, and
grew up a masterful, domineering man. He met his match in his first
wife, she was an outrageous flirt, and I can tell you this house was
no home after she set her foot inside it. But I could not feel sorry
for him. He chose her himself, and when he tried to dominate her,
she rebelled, flouted him, openly scorned him, and filled the house
with her old admirers. It was a shocking state of affairs. He rued
his marriage bitterly. You were a brave woman to come and tackle her
children. They do you credit."
She did most of the talking. Anstice listened, she liked her; but saw
that both she and Justin were too self-centred to get on amicably
together. Still her visit was a complete success, though Justin heaved
a sigh of relief when she had gone.
"Now," he said, turning to Anstice with a spark of humour in his eye,
"I'm at peace with the whole world. The family skeleton has been taken
out, and is no more!"
It was very soon after this, that Justin came to Anstice with a request.
"I don't want to insist upon it, if you're not agreeable, but I want
you to discontinue playing the organ in church on Sundays."
"Why?" asked Anstice. "It would be very difficult to get anyone to
supply my place."
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