“Why, have you seen them?”
I had made a slip. I had not informed him of my visit to Copsley.
“I was passing through on my bicycle, and I just thought I would have a look in at the blacksmith’s shop.”
“My sister will never forgive me. You see, Janet is old nurse’s niece. By Jove, it is a muddle.”
He spoke as if the whole affair were not of his doing and as if he were the victim of a conspiracy.
It was the occasion of my spending a week-end at the Grange.
He discussed many ways of solving the difficulty.
“I shall take her away. There’s nothing else to be done.”
“You will be followed.”
“Not if we go abroad. That’ll be the thing. Edith will come round in time. I shouldn’t wonder, once Janet were away from that common lot, if she didn’t improve till one wouldn’t mind taking her anywhere.”