Already he saw the neighbourhood freed from the disturbing presence of Stella Ballantyne and himself cheerfully resuming his multifarious occupations.
Robert Pettifer, however, spoke in quite another strain.
"I am not so sure as you, Hazlewood.

The points which trouble me are very possibly capable of quite simple explanations.

I hope for my part that they will be so explained." "You hope it ?" cried Mr.Hazlewood.
"Yes.

I want Dick to marry," said Robert Pettifer.
Mr.Hazlewood was not, however, to be discouraged.

He drove back to his house counting the days which must pass before Thresk's arrival and wondering how he should manage to conceal his elation from the keen eyes of his son.