“What a hand you are! I must say, I wish my father had not allowed her to settle at, Studham, for she is bound to live for ever, only to spite me.”
“You had better give her notice to leave.”
“Well, I would, but the thing is that I don’t know that it would suit me to live there myself,” said Martin ingenuously. “To be at such a distance from Quorndon Hall! I don’t know how I should go on.” He paused, and added: “Of course, if you would like to be rid of me — ”
“No, not at all. Check, Miss Morville!”
“Black must resign, I believe. You will chase my King all over the board.”
“Where is Ulverston?” asked Martin abruptly.
“I fancy he has ridden out.”
“Oh!” The lowering expression descended on to Martin’s brow. “How long does he mean to remain at Stanyon?”
“I have no idea.”
“I thought he meant only to stay for a day or two,” Martin muttered.