Letty, too, tried to shadow forth something that was in her mind, but with no better success.
'If I remember,' Hubert said, pausing in his walk, 'this stile will be my shortest way across to the Vicarage.

Thank you much for your kindness.' He had raised his hat and was turning, but Letty impulsively put forth her hand.

'Good-bye,' he said, in a friendly voice, as he took the little fingers.

'I wish the old days were back again, and we were going to have tea together as we used to.' Mr.Wyvern's face gave no promise of cheerful intelligence as he welcomed his visitor.
'What is the origin of this, I wonder ?' he said, handing Hubert the 'Belwick Chronicle.' The state of the young man's nerves was not well adapted to sustain fresh irritation.

He turned pale with anger.
'Is this going the round of Wanley ?' 'Probably.