“I don’t,” he admitted. “All I know is that that’s the name you’ve give up at the ‘Unicorn’ where you be staying. Here’s something I can write on. ‘Advice to Intending Emigrants.’ I’ve got no special use for that. Now then, sir, let’s have it all over again.” “I want you,” said the London man, drawing him away to a sheeted truck, and speaking with great distinctness, “to take a message for me up to the Vicarage.” “Here’s a question I’ve very often considered to myself,” said George, stopping with the paper flat against the truck. “Is there a ‘k’ in it, or isn’t there a ‘k’ in it, or doesn’t it matter whether you put one or not?” “And see Miss Thirkell, and tell her—” “She’s the one with the reddish hair, isn’t she?” “She’s the one with black hair.” “Not fur out,” remarked George, complacently. “Go on, sir.” He continued to write laboriously. “Tell her that some one from town wishes to see her on important business, and will she be at the station here at half-past eight this evening.” “But they’ve got their party on. ’Sides which—” “Nothing could be better.” “’Sides which there’s no train about that time.” “I don’t want her to go by train,” shouted the other in an irritable way. “I only want to have a talk.” “Excuse me asking, sir, but is it love?” “You’ve guessed it!” “A wonderful thing, once it catches you. I never been mixed up in it to any considerable extent, but I keep my eyes open, and I noticed that once parties get affected by it, why there’s no telling.” “That,” said the other, “is the case with me. It’s all on her account that I have come down here for a week, and I find it impossible for me to go back until I have seen her. Just a few whispered words of affection with her and October to me will seem like June.” “Can’t promise to repeat all you say word for word,” mentioned George, “but I’ll give her the general bearing of your remarks. I shall say that you’re over head and ears.” “I believe,” said Mr. Polsworthy, with something like enthusiasm, “I shall have to give you a present. You’re an honest, worthy fellow, and the most intelligent young man in the whole village.” “I’ve said that to myself,” declared George, “frequent.” He folded the document. “About what time, sir, did you think of getting me to do this little job for you?”