"Any time, dear, any time!" beamed Mrs. Wright. "Drop in just whenever you feel inclined! I’m most always there." She gave her a hearty hug with the words, and then, as if afraid that this demonstration had been too ardent, she turned and trotted to the door.
"Good-bye, Jake! Good-bye! There, now, I’ve forgotten Sir Brian. You must excuse me for being so stupid."
"Oh, don’t trouble!" said Bunny, with ironical courtesy. "Pray don’t come back on my account!"
She looked back at him from the threshold, a very motherly compassion on her jolly face.
"Poor little lad!" she murmured pityingly. "How sadly he looks, to be sure! Good-bye, then, Sir Brian! I won’t come back. Now, Jake, I’ll let you see me to the door-step--no further. The moon’s up, and Tom’ll be sure to come and meet me." She started down the passage with Jake behind her, her voice dwindling as she went. "I’m so glad as I’ve seen your princess, Jake. I think she’s lovely. Mind you’re very good to her! She’s high born, you know, Jake, my boy; better-class than you and me. I never see anyone so proud and so dainty. You be kind to her, my lad, and see you treat her like the lady she is!"
Jake’s reply, if he made one, was inaudible.
"Common old hag!" growled Bunny from his sofa.
Maud said nothing at all. Her face was hidden in her violets, and she was as one who heard not.
It was on an afternoon in mid-January that Maud found herself for the first time in the precincts of Burchester Castle. She had heard nothing of Lord Saltash since his departure for town, though gifts of flowers arrived at regular intervals from his hot-houses; and it seemed that his absence was to be indefinitely prolonged. She almost hoped that it would be so, for though he was practically her only friend his presence was not an unalloyed pleasure. She felt more at ease when he was away.
On this particular afternoon she had left Bunny wrapped up in his long chair and lying in the summer-house that overlooked the field where Jake was occupied in breaking in a wild young colt. The day was fine and unusually warm. Bunny was in a contented mood and, since Jake was close at hand, she did not see why she should not leave him for a space. He had been needing her less and less of late, and though his behaviour towards herself had undoubtedly undergone a considerable improvement, it was becoming very evident to her that he vastly preferred Jake’s masculine companionship to her own. He was in fact so devoted to Jake that he would endure correction from him without a murmur, a state of affairs that Maud vaguely resented, without knowing why. They were such close allies that she often felt herself to be superfluous. Neither by day nor by night was her presence any longer essential.