‘Your conscience has allowed something to be done that cussing and swearing are godly worship to.’
‘The prettiest maid is left out of harness, however,’ said the clerk. ‘The little witness was the chicken to my taste—Lord forgive me for saying it, and a man with a wife and family!’
Sol and his father turned to withdraw, and soon forgot the remark, but it was frequently recalled by Christopher.
‘Do you think of trying to see Ethelberta before you leave?’ said Sol.
‘Certainly not,’ said Chickerel. ‘Mr. Mountclere’s advice was good in that. The more we keep out of the way the more good we are doing her. I shall go back to Anglebury by the carrier, and get on at once to London. You will go with me, I suppose?’
‘The carrier does not leave yet for an hour or two.’
‘I shall walk on, and let him overtake me. If possible, I will get one glimpse of Enckworth Court, Berta’s new home; there may be time, if I start at once.’
‘I will walk with you,’ said Sol.
‘There is room for one with me,’ said Christopher. ‘I shall drive back early in the afternoon.’
‘Thank you,’ said Sol. ‘I will endeavour to meet you at Corvsgate.’