Arabella Clinker was not
sufficiently acquainted with the habits of its inmates to appreciate the
unparalleled upheaval this dislodgment meant, but she saw that her
informant was highly surprised and impressed.
"I expect the poor old gentry felt too lonely to stop, once that dear
Miss Halcyone was gone," Mrs. Porrit said, "but there, when I heard it
you could have knocked me down with a feather!--them to go to the sea!"
All this looked hopeless as far as communicating with Halcyone
went--unless through a letter to the Professor. Arabella returned to
Wendover rather cast down.
She had been reasoning with herself severely over a point, and when her
letter went to her mother on the next Sunday, she was still undecided as
to what was her course of duty, and craved her parent's advice.
The case is this [she wrote]. Being quite aware of M. E.'s
intentions, am I being disloyal to her, in helping to frustrate them
by aiding Mr. Derringham to establish communications with the person
whom I have already vaguely hinted to you I believe he is interested
in? I do not feel it is altogether honorable to take my salary from
M.
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