"Do you think there is anything wrong about the property in general?
About this estate, here ?" "No, I don't think that," said the mother, sadly.
"What can it be then ?" But Lady Fitzgerald sat there, and did not answer the question.

"I'll tell you what I will do, mother; I'll go up to London, and see Prendergast, and consult him." "Oh, no; you mustn't do that.

I am wrong to tell you all this, for he told me to talk to no one.

But it would kill me if I didn't speak of it to you." "All the same, mother, I think it would be best to consult Prendergast." "Not yet, Herbert.

I dare say Mr.Prendergast may be a very good sort of man, but we none of us know him.