"Have what is needful done to the flue," he said.
"Yes, sir; very well, sir. It'll only be re-setting the bricks. Nothing more ain't needful, just this winter."
"Have the place put in perfect order while you're about it," said the squire, and then he walked away.
CHAPTER XXXIX.
DR. CROFTS IS TURNED OUT.
"Have you heard the news, my dear, from the Small House?" said Mrs. Boyce to her husband, some two or three days after Mrs. Dale's visit to the squire. It was one o'clock, and the parish pastor had come in from his ministrations to dine with his wife and children.
"What news?" said Mr. Boyce, for he had heard none.
"Mrs. Dale and the girls are going to leave the Small House; they're going into Guestwick to live."
"Mrs. Dale going away; nonsense!" said the vicar. "What on earth should take her into Guestwick? She doesn't pay a shilling of rent where she is."