‘Then it was this that led her to consent.’
‘Surely that is presupposing too much, my dear Eldon,’ said the vicar gently.
‘No, not more than I know to be true. I could not say that to anyone but you; you must understand me. The girl is being cheated into marrying that fellow. Of her own free will she could not do it. This is one of numberless lies. You are right; it’s no use to go to him: he wouldn’t tell the truth. But she must be told. How can I see her?’
‘It is more difficult than ever. Her having accepted him makes all the difference. Explain it to yourself as you may, you cannot give her to understand that you doubt her sincerity.’
‘But does she know that this story is false?’
‘Yes, that she will certainly hear. I have busied myself in contradicting it. If Mrs. Waltham does not tell her, she will hear it from her friend Miss Tew, without question.’
Hubert pondered, then made the inquiry:
‘How could I procure a meeting with Miss Tew? I met her just now on the road and spoke to her. I think she might consent to help me.’
Mr. Wyvern looked doubtful.
‘You met her? She was coming from Agworth?’