He had a bad name, and much as she would brave for him to help him, she did not--how could she ?--love him.
At the end of a month Mr Rimbolt wrote to say he was coming down to Wildtree, and would be glad if Percy and Jeffreys would meet him with the carriage at Overstone.
They did so, and found that he was not alone.

Mr Halgrove stepped pleasantly out of the train at the same time and greeted his quondam ward with characteristic ease.
"Ah, Jeffreys--here we are again.

I'm always meeting you at odd places.
How fresh everything looks after the rain!" "Mr Halgrove is my brother-in-law, you know, Jeffreys," said Mr Rimbolt, in response to his librarian's blank look of consternation.

"I brought him down, as he wanted to see you and have a talk.

If you two would like to walk," added he, "Percy and I will drive on, and have dinner ready by the time you arrive." "Good-hearted fellow, Rimbolt," said Mr Halgrove, as they started to walk, "he always was.