CHAPTER XIII.
THE HEATH AT NESTLEY.
On the Monday morning, Mr.Bevis's groom came to the rectory with a note for the curate, begging him and Mrs.Wingfold to dine at Nestley the same day if possible.
"I know," the rector wrote, "Monday is, or ought to be, an idle day with you, and I write instead of my wife, because I want to see you on business.

I would have come to you, had I not had reasons for wishing to see you here rather than at Glaston.

The earlier you can come and the longer you can stay the better, but you shall go as soon after an early dinner as you please.

You are a bee and I am a drone.

God bless you.
JOHN BEVIS." The curate took the note to his wife.