"You!" "Not for myself," she answered, giving him a warning look and glancing apprehensively at Mrs.Greyle, who was talking eagerly to Mr.Dennie and Gilling.

"But my mother is not as strong as she looks and it would be a blow to her to leave this place and we are the Squire's tenants, and therefore at Chatfield's mercy.

And you know that Chatfield does as he likes! Now do you understand ?" "It maddens me to think that you should be at Chatfield's mercy!" muttered Copplestone.

"But do you really mean to say that if--if Chatfield thought you--that is, your mother--were mixed up in anything relating to the clearing up of this affair he would--" "Drive us out without mercy," replied Audrey.

"That's dead certain." "And that your cousin would let him ?" exclaimed Copplestone.
"Surely not!" "I don't think the Squire has any control over Chatfield," she answered.
"You have seen them together." "If that's so," said Copplestone, "I shall begin to think there is something queer about the Squire in the way your mother suggests.