Perhaps there isn't anything to be sold.

If so I can go away again, you know.' 'You'd better come with me into the study,' said the father.

'We needn't disturb your mother and sisters about business.' Then the squire led the way out of the room, and Dolly followed, making a woeful grimace at his sisters.

The three ladies sat over their tea for about half-an-hour, waiting,--not the result of the conference, for with that they did not suppose that they would be made acquainted,--but whatever signs of good or evil might be collected from the manner and appearance of the squire when he should return to them.

Dolly they did not expect to see again,--probably for a month.