Perhaps this was why he watched her so closely when she talked to Mr.Carlyon.
It was arranged that Elizabeth should drive back with them in the dog-cart.

And as Malcolm took the reins, which Cedric had relinquished in his favour, she mounted to the place beside him, while Cedric clambered up behind.

Mr.Carlyon looked after them regretfully as Elizabeth waved gaily to him.

The next moment she was pointing out the vicarage to Malcolm, a gray, picturesque-looking house, standing in a pleasant garden.
"It is not really the vicarage," she explained, "although it goes by the name.

It used to belong to old Colonel Trelawney; but when he died and Mrs.Trelawney left Rotherwood, Mr.Charrington took it.