"There might be."
"She couldn't come back to Trewinion Hall again, could she?"
"Why not? I understood from her that Sir Charles was her guardian, or trustee, or something of that kind."
"But if they was all bent on her marrying the Captain and she wouldn't?"
"The situation would be a little strained, no doubt; but she would not shun the house because she was in no humour to marry the son."
"Well, my belief is she's cut the lot of them, as it were; that the Captain's sick, and Sir Charles sulky, and the others too cross to talk about it."
"Meanwhile, what has become of Miss Grover?"
Mrs. Tuke straightened herself, and looked perplexed. "That is what is atroubling me," she said, sympathetically. "Between you and me I got terrible fond of her. She weren't none of the starchy sort, and the way she would just sit down and talk to me was a treat. I might be her mother, she was that affable; and now to think she may be wandering round this lone world without a friend, as it were, fairly worries me at times."
"I don't think you need worry, Mrs. Tuke. She is well able to take care of herself. But I am not convinced yet that she and the Captain are not married."