"It is strange, if there really is nothing objectionable
about the house, that _no one_ can be found to stay in it. Mr. Craven
has hinted that he fancies some evil-disposed person must be playing
tricks, in order to frighten tenants away."
"It is likely enough," she agreed. "Robert Elmsdale had plenty of
enemies and few friends; but that is no reason why we should
starve, is it?"
I failed to see the logical sequence of Miss Blake's remark,
nevertheless I did not dare to tell her so; and agreed it was no reason
why she and her niece should be driven into that workhouse which she
frequently declared they "must come to."
"Remember," were her parting words, "I shall be here to-morrow morning
early, and expect you to have good news for me."
Inwardly resolving not to be in the way, I said I hoped there would be
good news for her, and went in search of Taylor.
"Miss Blake has been here," I began. "THE HOUSE is empty again. Colonel
Morris has sent her half a year's rent, the keys, and the address of his
solicitors. He says we have acted disgracefully in the matter, and she
wants me to go and see him, and declares she will be back here first
thing to-morrow morning to know what he has to say for himself. What
ought I to do?"
Before Mr.
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