The Sergeant stared.
"And end it once and for all!" added my lady firmly.
"Aye for sure, madam," said Mrs. Agatha, calmly.
The Sergeant gaped.
"Then come to the orchard and let us talk."
Seated in the arbour my lady beckoned Mrs. Agatha to sit beside her:
"I don't think we need the Sergeant, do we?" she enquired.
"I'm sure we don't, my lady."
"Then Sergeant, go and hammer!"
The Sergeant went like one in a dream.