"The kindness is on your part," said Roger.
"I felt so much before I dared to ask you to take us. But I did so long to get into the country, and I do so love Carbury. And—and—"
"Where should a Carbury go to escape from London smoke, but to the old house? I am afraid Henrietta will find it dull."
"Oh no," said Hetta smiling. "You ought to remember that I am never dull in the country."
"The bishop and Mrs. Yeld are coming here to dine to-morrow,—and the Hepworths."
"I shall be so glad to meet the bishop once more," said Lady Carbury.
"I think everybody must be glad to meet him, he is such a dear, good fellow, and his wife is just as good. And there is another gentleman coming whom you have never seen."
"A new neighbour?"
"Yes,—a new neighbour;—Father John Barham, who has come to Beccles as priest. He has got a little cottage about a mile from here, in this parish, and does duty both at Beccles and Bungay. I used to know something of his family."
"He is a gentleman then?"