Chapter Eight.
A Professional Visit.
“Not going up to the rectory?” said the Doctor, next morning.
“No, uncle,” said Vane, looking up from a book he was reading. “Joseph came with a note, before breakfast, to say that the rector was going over to Lincoln to-day, and that he hoped I would do a little private study at home.”
“Then don’t, my dear,” said Aunt Hannah. “You read and study too much. Get the others to go out with you for some excursion.”
Vane looked at her in a troubled way.
“He was going to excursion into the workshop. Eh, boy?” said the doctor.
“Yes, uncle, I did mean to.”
“No, no, no, my dear; get some fresh air while it’s fine. Yes, Eliza.”