It was more money than she was getting in London, and she
had to provide for her mother and to educate her young sister.
Plucky woman! All this interested me very much, I confess. I have
formed such a high opinion of her! And I thought it would interest
you.'
'I don't know what we any of us have to do with it,' grumbled the
Squire.
The Rector drew himself up a little, resenting the implied rebuke.
'I hope I don't seem to you to be carrying gossip for gossip's
sake,' he said, rather indignantly. 'Nothing was further from my
intention. I like and admire Miss Bremerton a great deal too much.'
'Well, I don't know what we can do,' said the Squire testily. 'We
can't unmarry the man.'
The Rector pulled up short, and offered a chilly good-bye. As he
hurried on towards the village--little knowing the obstacles he
would encounter in his path--he said to himself that the Squire's
manners were really past endurance. One could hardly imagine that
Miss Bremerton would be long able to put up with them.
* * * * *
The Squire meanwhile pursued the rest of his way, wrapped in rather
disagreeable reflections.
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