"Thank you, miss," he said, as he cut the steak with critical care. "I'm

told that Lord Angleford's in England, and is coming to the Hall sooner

than was expected. And that's good news for all of us. Fine gentleman,

the earl, miss! A regular credit to the country that bred him. I've

knowed him since he was a boy, for, of course, he used to stay here in

his holidays, and durin' the shootin' and Christmas. A great favorite of

his uncle's, the old earl, miss, and no wonder, for there wasn't a more

promising young gentleman among the aristocracy. Always so pleasant and

frank spoken, and not a bit of side about him. It 'u'd be, 'Hallo,

Wicks'--which was me, miss--'how are you? And how's the brindle pup?'

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And he'd take his hat off to the missus just as if she was one of his

grand lady friends."

Nell moved toward the open door, but Mr. Wicks followed her as if loath

to let her go.

"Rare cut up we was, miss, when we heard that him and the old earl had

quarreled and the old gentleman had gone and got married, which was just

like the Anglefords--always so hotheaded and flyaway. Yes, it was a

cruel blow to Lord Selbie, or so it seemed; but it all turned out right,

seeing that there wasn't a heir born to cut him out. Not that any of us

had a word to say about the lady the old earl married. As nice and as

pretty--begging her pardon--a little lady, though a foreigner, as ever

you met. Yes, it's all right, and our young gentleman as we was all so

fond of is coming into his own, as the saying is. Yes, miss, it shall be

sent up at once, certainly. And good day to you, miss!"

Wherever she went, Nell found the people rejoicing at the coming advent

of the new lord, who was anything but new to most of them, who, like

Wicks, knew and were attached to him. Before she had finished her

shopping, Nell found herself quite interested in the new master of

Anglemere, and wondered whether she should see him and what he would be

like. By the time she had got back to the lodge, her headache had gone,

and she was singing to herself as she arranged some flowers she had

picked on her way through the woods.

In the afternoon, she went for a long walk; but, long as it was, it did

not by any means take her out of the domains of the Earl of Angleford,

which stretched away for miles round the great house. She saw farms

dotted here and there on the hillsides, and looking prosperous with

their cattle and sheep feeding in the fields, and the corn waving like a

green sea on the slopes of the hills. There were large plantations, in

which she disturbed the game; and parklike spaces, in which colts

frisked beside the brood mares, for which Anglemere was famous all the

world over.




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