“Certainly,” said Miss Farquharson. “Everything ought to be done in a strictly legal manner.”
“Then I suppose,” said Lord Manton, “that our interview is at an end. Shall I order the carriage, Miss Blow, to take you down to Clonmore? It will save time.”
“It would be very kind of you to do so,” said Miss Farquharson. “I am quite able and willing to walk, but my niece and Mrs. Dick are upset and greatly tired.”
“I shall stay here,” said Miss Blow; “I shall not let Lord Manton out of my sight till the warrant is signed.”
Miss Farquharson started. This expression of want of faith in the good will of a peer shocked her. She expostulated with Miss Blow, but without effect.
“I shall then go with Mr. Goddard,” said Miss Blow, “and see that he executes the warrant.”
“Really,” said Miss Farquharson, “I don’t understand—I altogether refuse to associate myself with this discourteous language.”
“I know these gentlemen,” said Miss Blow, “and you don’t. I’ve had some experience of the way they keep their promises.”
“I dissociate myself entirely——” said Miss Farquharson.
“I appreciate Miss Blow’s feeling,” said Lord Manton. “I quite understand it. I even sympathize with it. There has been a good deal in Mr. Goddard’s conduct during the last few days which justifies her suspicions. I——”