t, because Fenwick felt that if he once acknowledged that the
runaway might continue to be a runaway, his chance of bringing the
man back to his own home would be much lessened. As yet, however, he
had made no impression in that direction. At last they parted on an
understanding that they were to breakfast together the next morning
at Fenwick's hotel, and then go to the eleven o'clock Sunday service
at a certain noted metropolitan church. At breakfast, and during
the walk to church, Fenwick said not a word to his friend about
Bullhampton. He talked of church services, of ritual, of the
quietness of a Sunday in London, and of the Sunday occupations of
three millions of people not a fourth of whom attend divine service.
He chose any subject other than that of which Gilmore was thinking.
But as soon as they were out of church he made another attack upon
him. "After that, Harry, don't you feel like trying to do your duty?"

"I feel that I can't fly because my wing is broken," said the Squire.

They spent the whole of the afternoon and evening together, but no
good was done. Gilmore, as far as he had a plan, intended to go
abroad, travel to the East, or to the West,--or to the South, if so
it came about. The Privets might be let if any would choose to take
the place. As far as he was concerned his income from his tenants
would be more than he wanted. "As for doing them any good, I never
did them any good," he said, as he parted from the Vicar for the
night. "If they can't live on the land without my being at home, I am
sure they won't if I stay there."

CHAPTER LXIX.

THE TRIAL.

The miller, as he was starting from his house door, had called
his daughter by her own name for the first time since her return
home,--and Carry had been comforted. But no further comfort came
to her during her journey to Salisbury from her father's speech.
He hardly spoke the whole morning, and when he did say a word as
to any matter on the work they had in hand, his voice was low and
melancholy. Carry knew well, as did every one at Bullhampton, that
her father was a man not much given to conversation, and she had not
expected him to talk to her; but the silence, together with the load
at her heart as to the ordeal of her examination, was very heavy on
her. If she could have asked questions, and received encouragement,
she could have borne her position comparatively with ease.

The instructions with which the miller was furnished req