CHAPTER XIV.
RUBENS AND I "DROP IN" AT THE RECTORY--GARDENS AND GARDENERS--MY FATHER COMES FOR ME One fine morning, when my father was busy with the farm-bailiff, and Mrs.Bundle was "sorting" some clothes, I took my best hat from the wardrobe, deliberately, and with some difficulty put on a clean frill, fastened my boots, and calling Rubens after me, set forth from the hall unnoticed by any of the family.
Rubens jumped up at me in an inquiring fashion as we went along.

He could not imagine where we were going.

I knew quite well.

I was making for the Rectory, the road to which I knew.

I had often thought I should like to go and see Mr.Andrewes, and Mrs.Bundle's remarks to the housekeeper had suggested to me the idea of calling upon him.