“So much the better for us. If anyone’s praise is worth hearing his is.”
“He’s a wonder, sir, for a clergyman!”
Lavender rubbed his trousers, and then suddenly remembered what he had come for.
“There’s a lady, sir, in the office. Wants to know whether she may come into the nursery and do some painting.”
“Who is she?”
“Miss Carfax from Orchards Corner. I said I’d come and see you about it.”
“Miss Carfax? I don’t remember.”
“They’ve been there about a year. The mother’s an invalid. Quiet sort of woman.”
“Oh, well, I’ll see her, Lavender.”
“Shall I bring her here?”