"But he is our cousin, you know."
"The more's the pity, I say."
"But do not say it."
"We shall all say it before long, I'm afraid. Do you know where he goes Sundays?"
"No," said Theodora, with a sigh.
"Well, I do not, but there is something wrong going on. I've thought so for some time. The Old Squire does not know of it."
"I thought he seemed to suspect something last Sunday," said Theodora.
"Yes, but he doesn't see as much as I do."
"Couldn't you find out more about it?" asked Theodora.
"Very likely; but then I do not like to go spying after Halse."