I suppose, of course, that will suit you ?" he said to Lucilla.
It suited Lucilla exactly.

They sat in the shade in the very place where Kate had sat when she saw Master Newcombe crossing the bridge.
A small boat came down the river, rowed by a young man.

As he passed the old Bonnet property he carelessly cast his eyes shoreward, but his heart took no interest in what he saw there.

What did it matter to him if two lovers sat there in the shade, close to the river's brink?
His sad soul now took no interest in lovers.

He had just been up the river to arrange for the sale of his plantation to one of his neighbours.