'Nay, I meant no harm,' Chatterton said, and the next minute Bryda was left to her pastry making and cake mixing.
'If Jack should ask me to go out on Sunday he will be angered against me for promising to go with that strange boy, but what fire there is in his eyes, what a noble mien he has when he answers Mrs Symes.'
Here Bryda's soliloquy was abruptly broken in on by Mrs Symes' voice.
'Seasoning your pastry with gossip, I hear. Have a care of yon fellow. I think an evil spirit is in him, and so do many beside me, let me tell you, miss.'
CHAPTER VII
CONSULTATION.
Bryda watched her opportunity, and finding Mr Lambert alone in the parlour, on the first Sunday morning of her residence in Dowry Square, she laid before him her grandfather's troubles. Mr Lambert's advice was soon given.
'Let him sell goods to the value of three hundred pounds, and pay down the money, or he may be clapped into the debtors' prison.'