Another thing was that he had grown jealous.

The seed which Elizabeth had planted in his mind had brought forth abundantly, though of course Beatrice did not know that this was her sister's doing.
On the very morning that Geoffrey went away Mr.Davies had met her as she was walking back from the station and asked her if Mr.Bingham had gone.

When she replied that this was so, she had distinctly heard him murmur, "Thank God! thank God!" Subsequently she discovered also that he bribed the old postman to keep count of the letters which she sent and received from Geoffrey.
These things filled Beatrice with alarm, but there was worse behind.

Mr.
Davies began to send her presents, first such things as prize pigeons and fowls, then jewellery.

The pigeons and fowls she could not well return without exciting remark, but the jewellery she sent back by one of the school children.