Besides," he added, "I have got Stamboul with me." Mrs.Goddard, who was standing beside the squire, laid her hand beseechingly upon his arm.
"Oh, pray don't," she said in low voice.

"Why have you not got your carriage ?" "Never mind me," he answered in the same tone.

"I am all right, I like to walk." Before she could say anything more, he had shaken hands with Mr.and Mrs.
Ambrose and was gone.

Perhaps in his general determination to be good to everybody he fancied that John would enjoy the short drive with Mrs.
Goddard better than the walk with himself.
But when he was gone, Mrs.Goddard grew very nervous.

One of her wraps could not be found, and while search was being made for it the motherly Mrs.Ambrose insisted upon giving her something hot, in the way of brandy and water.