The embrace disconcerted the daughter-in-law somewhat, as the caresses

of the old gentleman, unshorn and perfumed with tobacco, might well do.

But she remembered that her brother Southdown had mustachios, and

smoked cigars, and submitted to the Baronet with a tolerable grace.

"Pitt has got vat," said the Baronet, after this mark of affection.

"Does he read ee very long zermons, my dear? Hundredth Psalm, Evening

Hymn, hay Pitt? Go and get a glass of Malmsey and a cake for my Lady

Jane, Horrocks, you great big booby, and don't stand stearing there

like a fat pig. I won't ask you to stop, my dear; you'll find it too

stoopid, and so should I too along a Pitt. I'm an old man now, and

like my own ways, and my pipe and backgammon of a night."

"I can play at backgammon, sir," said Lady Jane, laughing. "I used to

play with Papa and Miss Crawley, didn't I, Mr. Crawley?"

"Lady Jane can play, sir, at the game to which you state that you are

so partial," Pitt said haughtily.

"But she wawn't stop for all that. Naw, naw, goo back to Mudbury and

give Mrs. Rincer a benefit; or drive down to the Rectory and ask Buty

for a dinner. He'll be charmed to see you, you know; he's so much

obliged to you for gettin' the old woman's money. Ha, ha! Some of it

will do to patch up the Hall when I'm gone."

"I perceive, sir," said Pitt with a heightened voice, "that your people

will cut down the timber."

"Yees, yees, very fine weather, and seasonable for the time of year,"

Sir Pitt answered, who had suddenly grown deaf. "But I'm gittin' old,

Pitt, now. Law bless you, you ain't far from fifty yourself. But he

wears well, my pretty Lady Jane, don't he? It's all godliness,

sobriety, and a moral life. Look at me, I'm not very fur from

fowr-score--he, he"; and he laughed, and took snuff, and leered at her

and pinched her hand.

Pitt once more brought the conversation back to the timber, but the

Baronet was deaf again in an instant.

"I'm gittin' very old, and have been cruel bad this year with the

lumbago. I shan't be here now for long; but I'm glad ee've come,

daughter-in-law. I like your face, Lady Jane: it's got none of the

damned high-boned Binkie look in it; and I'll give ee something pretty,

my dear, to go to Court in." And he shuffled across the room to a

cupboard, from which he took a little old case containing jewels of

some value. "Take that," said he, "my dear; it belonged to my mother,

and afterwards to the first Lady Binkie. Pretty pearls--never gave 'em

the ironmonger's daughter. No, no. Take 'em and put 'em up quick,"

said he, thrusting the case into his daughter's hand, and clapping the

door of the cabinet to, as Horrocks entered with a salver and

refreshments.




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