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"No. Curiously enough, he didn’t seem to want to talk much about the
artist. He just said that he was an interesting fellow to talk to, but
they’d decided not to ask him to the Castle. He had his daughter with
him, and I suppose they’d have had to ask her too, though Wilbraham
didn’t give that as a reason, and only just mentioned her. But he seems
to have gone up to talk to the father most afternoons."
"You know the village gossip about the artist, don’t you?" said Mrs.
Grant.
"I don’t encourage village gossip," said the Vicar.
"How very superior you are!" said Miss Minster. "I love it."
"Perhaps you would rather I didn’t tell you what they say, dear,"
suggested Mrs. Grant.
"I think it’s my duty to hear it," said the Vicar with a grin.
"Well, they say he was a hard drinker, and the number of empty bottles
he left behind him was past belief."
"Perhaps Mr. Wilbraham went there to drink with him," said Miss Minster,
"and that accounts for his moroseness."
"You oughtn’t to say a thing like that," said Grant. "Wilbraham is a
teetotaler. None of them drink anything at the Castle."
"Perhaps that’s why he liked going to see the artist," said Miss
Minster, impenitently.
"And he doesn’t even drink a glass of claret when he lunches or dines
here. No, you ought not to say that, even in fun. I think what’s the
matter with him is that his teaching of Harry is coming to an end. Of
course he has been here for many years, and I suppose he’ll have to look
about for something else to do. I don’t suppose he really likes handing
Harry over to Hamerton for a lot of his work. In fact, he said as much.
He’s devoted to the boy."
"Everybody is," said Mrs. Grant, "and at the Castle everything centres
round him. Poor Lady Brent seems more stiff and stand-offish than ever.
I suppose she feels it too, that everything she has lived for, for years
past, is coming to an end, and now it will be tested whether she has
been right in bringing a boy up as she has Harry, shut away from the
world."
"I shouldn’t call Lady Brent stiff and stand-offish," said Grant.
"I only meant in everything that has to do with Harry. One would like
to talk to her about him, but——"
"Surely she’s always ready for that!" interrupted Miss Minster.
"Only on the surface. She wouldn’t think of telling one anything that
she must be feeling about the future. Oh, I do hope everything will turn
out right. It is dangerous to keep a boy shut up as Harry has been, but
I think it will pay with him. He’s good right through, and he’s a
splendid boy too—physically, I mean."
"A good man on a horse," said Grant, in a voice indicative of quotation
marks. "Yes, he’s not been mollycoddled. I’m afraid he’ll have some
rude shocks when he gets among other young fellows of his age, but he’ll
be just as good as they are in the things that young men admire, and he
has a fine character to carry him through. I hope she’ll be justified
in the course she has taken. I think she will."
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