Mrs.Eastham, I am sure, has tact.

I am going to the Hall.

You two will be left alone for hours." He turned aside to arrange with the groom concerning the care of the horse, as they would be detained some time in the village.

Then the two men approached Mrs.Eastham's residence.
That good person, a motherly old lady of over sixty, was not only surprised but delighted by the advent of David Hume.
"My dear boy," she cried, advancing to meet him with outstretched hands when he entered the morning-room.

"What fortunate wind has blown you here ?" "I can hardly tell you, auntie," he said--both Helen and he adopted the pleasing fiction of a relationship that did not exist--"you must ask Mr.
Brett." Thus appealed to, the barrister set forth, in a few explicit words, the object of their visit.
"I hope and believe you will succeed," said Mrs.Eastham impulsively.
"Providence has guided your steps here at this hour.