She even made oblique and timid inquiries, but could learn nothing of
him, except that he sent periodical remittances to Miss Gale, for
managing his improvements. These, however, came in through a country
agent from a town agent, and left no clew.
But one fine day, with no warning except to his own people, Lord Uxmoor
came home; and the next day rode to Hillstoke to talk matters over with
Miss Gale. He was fortunate enough to find her at home. He thanked her
for the zeal and enthusiasm she had shown, and the progress his works had
made under her supervision.
He was going away without even mentioning the Vizard family.
But the crafty Gale detained him. "Going to Vizard Court?" said she.
"No," said he, very dryly.
"Ah, I understand; but perhaps you would not mind going with me as far as
Islip. There is something there I wish you to see."
"Humph? Is it anything very particular? Because--"
"It is. Three cottages rising, with little flower gardens in front.
Square plots behind, and arrangements for breeding calves, with other
ingenious novelties. A new head come into our business, my lord."
"You have converted Vizard? I thought you would.
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