This kindlier state of affairs lasted for about a month, during which
Joanna saw very little of Ellen. She was at rest about her sister, for
the fact that Ellen might be feeling lonely and unhappy at the departure
of her friend did not trouble her in the least; such emotions, so vile
in their source, could not call for any sympathy. Besides, she was busy,
hunting for a new cowman to work under Broadhurst, whose undertakings,
since the establishment of the milk-round, had almost come to equal
those of the looker in activity and importance.
She was just about to set out one morning for a farm near Brenzett, when
she saw Arthur Alce come up to the door on horseback.
"Hullo, Jo!" he called rather anxiously through the window. "Have you
got Ellen?"
"I?--No. Why should I have her, pray?"
"Because I ain't got her."
"What d'you mean? Get down, Arthur, and come and talk to me in here.
Don't let everyone hear you shouting like that."
Arthur hitched his horse to the paling and came in.
"I thought maybe I'd find her here," he said. "I ain't seen her since
breakfast."
"There's other places she could have gone besides here. Maybe she's gone
shopping in Romney and forgot to tell you."
"It's queer her starting off like that without a word--and she's took
her liddle bag and a few bits of things with her too."
"What things?--Arthur! Why couldn't you tell me that before?"
"I was going to.... I'm feeling a bit anxious, Jo.... I've a feeling
she's gone after that Old Squire."
"You dare say such a thing! Arthur, I'm ashamed of you, believing such a
thing of your wife and my sister."
"Well, she was unaccountable set on him."
"Nonsense! He just amused her. It's you whose wife she is."
"She's scarce given me a word more'n in the way of business, as you
might say, this last three month. And she won't let me touch her."
"Why didn't you tell me this before?"
"I didn't want to trouble you, and I thought maybe it was a private
matter."
"You should have told me the drackly minute Ellen started not to treat
you proper. I'd have spoken to her.... Now we're in for a valiant
terrification."
"I'm unaccountable sorry, Jo."
"How long has she been gone?"
"Since around nine. I went out to see the tegs, counting them up to go
inland, and when I came in for dinner the gal told me as Ellen had gone
out soon after breakfast, and had told her to see as I got my dinner, as
she wouldn't be back."
"Why didn't you start after her at once?"
"Well, I made sure as she'd gone to you. Then I began to think over
things and put 'em together, and I found she'd taken her liddle bag, and
I got scared. I never liked her seeing such a lot of that man."
"Then why didn't you stop it?"
"How could I?"
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