'
I was quite at a loss to divine the gist of my cousin's criticism.
'I'll have some talk with Dr. Bryerly; I feel convinced he takes my view,
and we must really think what had best be done.'
'Is there anything in the will, Cousin Monica, that does not appear?' I
asked, for I was growing very uneasy. 'I wish you would tell me. What view
do you mean?'
'No view in particular; the view that a desolate old park, and the house of
a _neglected_ old man, who is very poor, and has been desperately foolish,
is not the right place for you, particularly at your years. It is quite
shocking, and I _will_ speak to Doctor Bryerly. May I ring the bell, dear?'
'Certainly;' and I rang it.
'When does he leave Knowl?'
I could not tell. Mrs. Rusk, however, was sent for, and she could tell
us that he had announced his intention of taking the night train from
Drackleton, and was to leave Knowl for that station at half-past six
o'clock.
'May Rusk give or send him a message from me, dear?' asked Lady Knollys.
Of course she might.
'Then please let him know that I request he will be so good as to allow me
a very few minutes, just to say a word before he goes.
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