“I am going around there in the morning to tell Mrs. Harmon all about Barker.”
“She will send him away instantly.”
“I dare say.”
“And what will the poor thing do?”
“Goodness knows.”
“I'm afraid Badness knows. It will drive him to despair.”
“Well, perhaps not—perhaps not,” sighed the minister. “At any rate, we must not let him be driven to despair. You must help me, Lucy.”
“Of course.”
Mrs. Sewell was a good woman, and she liked to make her husband feel it keenly.
“I knew that it must come to that,” she said.