In order to procure what I wanted I pretended to be in need
of stamps, and upon that pretext went to the post-office at
Greenlea, as our village was called. The post-office was also a
telegraph-office and sort of general emporium, and was kept by an old
man named Jones, who had been there for years, and was certain not to
dream it possible that one of the ladies from Castle Manor should
have nefarious designs upon any of the stores over which he presided.
Having bought my stamps, and made one or two friendly remarks to the
proprietor, I affected a sudden interest in the working of the
telegraph, and was, as I expected, promptly invited behind the
counter to inspect the machine more closely. The blank forms and
envelopes requisite for sending out messages were lying close by
amongst some other papers, and somehow I was awkward enough to upset
the whole lot of papers together on the ground. "Oh how very stupid
of me!" I exclaimed, penitently, kneeling down as I spoke, and
beginning to collect the scattered papers; "I'll pick them up again
in a moment, Jones; don't you trouble!" What with old age and
rheumatism, Jones' joints were somewhat stiff, and he was not sorry
to be saved from the necessity of stooping down in the rather
confined space behind the counter.
"Well, indeed, 'tis a shame for you to be doing that, Miss, and me
looking on idle," he replied; "but I'm much obliged to you, too, and
I won't say no to a good offer. We old folks ben't quite so flippant
to move ourselves up and down as you young 'uns be; and it be a bit
narrer in here atween the wall and the counter, you see." So he
complacently received the papers from me and restored them to their
places as I handed them up in instalments; and he never missed the
telegraph form and envelope which I slipped swiftly into my pocket
whilst his eyes were turned in another direction. I left his shop in
triumph, having thus supplied myself with the means to which I
trusted for removing Miss Smith off the premises; and I was now all
ready to commence operations as soon as my stepmother and her husband
and daughters should take themselves off upon their intended visit.
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