‘I am trying,’ says Wyndham, looking into the calm, earnest, intelligent eyes raised to his.
‘Father would help you,’ says Susan. ‘Was it because of that you wanted to see him to-day?’
‘Yes,’ says Wyndham.
There is no time for more.
Mr. Barry is coming up the road. He had evidently seen them all come out of the green gate of the Cottage. His face is grave and stern.
CHAPTER XXVII.
‘Mystery magnifies danger, as a fog the sun.’
His greeting to Wyndham is of the coldest. He does not speak to him, but turns at once to Susan.
‘Your aunt wants you,’ says he severely. And the girl, a little chilled, a little apprehensive, disappears within the Rectory gate, carrying Carew, a most unwilling captive, with her.
When she is gone, the Rector faces Wyndham.