and angrily.

"I'm amazed at your cheek," he said. "No, certainly not! And you'd
better learn manners before you beg again."

Then he banged the door.

* * * * *

About ten minutes later he woke up from a doze, very wide awake indeed,
and looked round. There lay on the table by him a Dutch cheese, a large
crusty piece of bread and some very soft salt butter in a saucer. There
was also a good glass of beer left--not claret-cup--in a glass jug, very
much as Frank had pictured it.

He got up and went out to the street door, shading his eyes against the
sun. But the street lay hot and dusty in the afternoon light, empty from
end to end, except for a cat, nose in tail, coiled on the grocery
door-step.

Then he saw two children, in white frocks, appear round a corner, and he
remembered that it was close on time for Catechism.

CHAPTER VI

(I)

About the time that Frank was coming into the village where the priest
lived, Jenny had just finished lunch with her father. She took a book,
two cigarettes, a small silver matchbox and a Japanese fan, and went out
into the garden. She had no duties this afternoon; she had played the
organ admirably at the morning service, and would play it equally
admirably at the evening service. The afternoon devotions in the little
hot Sunday school--she had decided, in company with her father a year or
two ago--and the management of the children, were far better left in the
professional hands of the schoolmistress.

She went straight out of the drawing-room windows, set wide and shaded
by awnings, and across the lawn to the seat below the ancient yews.
There she disposed herself, with her feet up, lit a cigarette, buried
the match and began to read.

* * * * *

She had not heard from Frank for nearly three weeks; his last
communication had been a picture postcard of Selby Abbey, with the
initial "F" neatly printed at the back. But she was not very greatly
upset. She had written her letter as she had promised, and had heard
from Jack Kirkby, to whose care she sent it, that he had no idea of
Frank's whereabouts, and that he would send on the letter as soon as he
knew more. She supposed that Frank would communicate with her again as
soon as he thought proper.

Other circumstances to be noted were that Dick had gone back to town
some while ago, but would return almost immediately now for the
grouse-shooting; that A