I hear from him that Desmond is somewhere near Armentieres.

Well, good-bye--I tied my horse to the gate, and must get home.

Stick to it! Say good-bye to the Squire for me--I shall be over again before long.

If there is anything I can do for you--count upon me.

But _we_ count upon you!' Astonishing effusion!--from an elderly gentleman who, at the beginning of things, had regarded her as elderly gentlemen of great local position do regard young women secretaries who are earning their own living.