"I was talking, this afternoon, with Susan Yellam. She looks ahead. She faces facts, as we do. But she knows the village better than we do."
"My dear——!"
"I have been talking, too, with Ben."
"So have I, Mary; so have I."
Lady Pomfret smiled.
"Are you quite sure, Geoffrey, that you have been talking with Ben, and not at him? He is too courteous to interrupt you and too kind to contradict you."
"What does old Ben say to you?"
"What Susan Yellam says. The villagers, generally, believe that our present army and navy can beat a world in arms against us. You disabused them of that this evening, but Captain Davenant undid some of your stitches."
The Squire fumed a little.
"The old boy let them have it straight from the shoulder."