"
As she spoke she caught Gifford's eye; he was watching her keenly, more
closely perhaps than manners or tact warranted. "And do you find the
place much changed since your time, Mr. Gifford?" she inquired, as though
to relieve the awkwardness.
"Not as much as I could have imagined," he answered, through what seemed
a fit of preoccupation.
"Mr. Gifford has not had much opportunity yet of seeing how far it has
altered, with this tragic affair to upset everything," Morriston put in.
"No, it has been a most unlucky time for him to revisit Wynford," Miss
Morriston added in her cold tone. "I hope Mr. Gifford is not going to
hurry away from the neighbourhood in consequence."
"Not if I can prevent it," Kelson replied, with a laugh.
"I hope," Morriston said hospitably, "that whether his stay be short or
long Mr. Gifford will consider himself quite at home here. And I need not
say, my dear Kelson, that invitation includes you."
Both men thanked him. "We have already done a little trespassing in your
park," Kelson observed with a laugh.
"Please don't call it trespassing again," Miss Morriston commanded.
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