e before Mrs Connor's eager
consent put an end to anxiety.
"Oh, I shall be delighted--delighted! The girls will love it, of all
things. How kind of you, dear Uncle Bernard! Ruth! Mollie! Are you
not delighted to have such a treat in store?"
"Thank you, Uncle Bernard; I should love to come!" cried Ruth warmly.
"Mollie and I have often said that there is nothing in the world we
should enjoy more than paying a visit to the Court. It is most good of
you to ask us!"
"And we will try to behave very nicely, and not bother you at all,"
added Mollie, her eyes dancing with happiness. "We are to come on
Monday week. And will there be other people, too--other visitors,
besides ourselves?"
"Probably," said Uncle Bernard curtly. "There are several important
matters to be discussed, into which I cannot enter in a short interview.
I am inviting you--and others--in order that we may talk them over at
leisure. A carriage will meet the train arriving at four-twenty. Good-
afternoon, Mary. I shall not see you again, as I leave by an early
train to-morrow."
Even as he spoke, Mr Farrell made his way towards the door with an air
of finality which forbade further questioning. He had waited until the
last possible moment before giving his invitation, and, having obtained
an acceptance, was evidently determined to take his departure without
further delay. Mrs Connor escorted him to the door, her husband helped
him into the cab, offered to accompany him to the hotel, was coldly
snubbed for his pains, and came back into the house heaving deep sighs
of relief.
"Now for my smoke!" he exclaimed, and hurried off to the study, while
Mrs Connor was dragged into the drawing-room and subjected to a
breathless cross-questioning.
"Matters of importance to discuss! Mother, what can he mean?"
"Other people besides ourselves! Mother, who can they be?"
"How long does he want us to stay?"
"What are we going to do about clothes?"
"That's just exactly what I'm asking myself!" cried Mrs Connor,
referring with equal truthfulness to all four questions at once. "It is
most awkward, not knowing how long you are expected to stay, or what
sort of a party you are to meet; but, in any case, I am afraid you must
have some new clothes. I will have a talk with pater, and see what can
be done, and you must divide my things between you. I have a few pieces
of good lace still, and one or two trinkets which will come in usefully.
I am
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