The danger was past. Thus, without any explanation, Fan became an accepted fact.
The next moment Maggie served the Yorkshire pudding.
“Well, Maggie,” said Mrs. Baines. “So you are going to get married this time? When is it?”
“Sunday, ma’am.”
“And you leave here on Saturday?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Well, I must have a talk with you before I go.”
During the dinner, not a word as to the signboard! Several times the conversation curved towards that signboard in the most alarming fashion, but invariably it curved away again, like a train from another train when two trains are simultaneously leaving a station. Constance had frights, so serious as to destroy her anxiety about the cookery. In the end she comprehended that her mother had adopted a silently disapproving attitude. Fan was socially very useful throughout the repast.
After dinner Constance was on pins lest Samuel should light a cigar. She had not requested him not to do so, for though she was entirely sure of his affection, she had already learned that a husband is possessed by a demon of contrariety which often forces him to violate his higher feelings. However, Samuel did not light a cigar. He went off to superintend the shutting-up of the shop, while Mrs. Baines chatted with Maggie and gave her L5 for a wedding present. Then Mr. Critchlow called to offer his salutations.
A little before tea Mrs. Baines announced that she would go out for a short walk by herself.