“But this is most amazing, sir. Why, if you please, do you refuse to honor them?”
“Because I cannot and must not.”
“Yet, about three months ago, when there was first a talk of the new squire bringing home his bride, there was no one more interested than yourself.”
“That is true. But since that date circumstances have come to my knowledge that have changed all my views, and must change all my actions, toward the incoming squire and his—lady; circumstances that quite justify me in my present course of conduct.”
“May I ask your reverence what those circumstances are?”
“Not yet, Prowt. I cannot tell you. To-morrow or next day the whole parish may know.”
“Well, I am perplexed. But, reverend sir, I must at least do my duty, and go over to the Hall to give directions there for the proper reception of the new squire, and send the carriage and servants to meet them. It is nine o’clock now, and they really ought to be off. I hope you do not blame me, sir, for doing my part.”
“Certainly not. You must do your duty by your employer,” said Mr. Campbell kindly.
“Good-morning, sir,” said the bailiff, taking up his hat to go.
“Good-day, Mr. Prowt,” replied the minister.