The shopman was
possibly listening.
"She will find it difficult. For that man has murdered his wife
in the sight of God."
The addition of God was striking. But the chaplain was really
trying to qualify a rash remark. A silence followed which might
have been impressive, but was merely awkward. Then Miss Bartlett
hastily purchased the Leaning Tower, and led the way into the
street.
"I must be going," said he, shutting his eyes and taking out his
watch.
Miss Bartlett thanked him for his kindness, and spoke with
enthusiasm of the approaching drive.
"Drive? Oh, is our drive to come off?"
Lucy was recalled to her manners, and after a little exertion the
complacency of Mr. Eager was restored.
"Bother the drive!" exclaimed the girl, as soon as he had
departed. "It is just the drive we had arranged with Mr. Beebe
without any fuss at all. Why should he invite us in that absurd
manner? We might as well invite him. We are each paying for
ourselves."
Miss Bartlett, who had intended to lament over the Emersons, was
launched by this remark into unexpected thoughts.
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