The adulteress

But I was unsure of him now. Amorous encounters were second nature to him. I had a fancy that he was involved in something other than those.

Why should he be carrying a pistol? To shoot... . what? Rabbits? Birds? For what purpose except the lust to kill? He had no need of food. That was plentifully supplied by Jessie, and he was a man whose sports would be conducted indoors rather than out.

Where did he get the pistol? There was a gun room at Eversleigh, of course.

So disturbed was I that I went to find it. I was not quite sure where it was. Nobody had pointed it out to me but I had some idea.

I found it. It was a small room but there were guns of all sorts there. It was impossible for me to see if any were missing. But of course it was from this room that he would have taken the pistol. Or he might have brought it with him in case he needed it on the journey.

Perhaps then there was nothing unusual about his having a pistol in his possession. Perhaps I was trying to make something out of nothing. Quite clearly I was getting a little overwrought and should go back to Clavering.

When I was in my room there was a knock on the door and when I called "Come in" Jessie entered.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you, Mistress Ransome," she said, "but I have a message for you from Amos Carew. He says he'd be obliged if you would call on him tomorrow afternoon. He'll be at the house between three and four and if that's not convenient to you would you please name another time."

"I can certainly see him tomorrow," I said.

"That's settled then," she smiled.

I said: "I hope you're feeling better now, and have got over that little scare."

"I don't know what got into me. It must have been a trick of the light ... and that kitchen girl having said she saw something put it into my head. Well, I'm downright ashamed. I am that. It's not like me, I can tell you."

"We're all surprised in ourselves sometimes," I said.

She nodded. "I'll get a message over to Amos," she told me.

That night I was disturbed again. There was someone in the house who made nocturnal visits. I was wakened again and saw that it was two o'clock—the same time as before.

First the awareness that someone was below and then the creak of a door and the sound of stealthy footsteps.

It was either Dickon or Amos, I told myself. Their amorous adventures were really no concern of mine. I turned over and went to sleep.

The following afternoon I walked to Amos Carew's house. It was the first time I had called there but I knew exactly where it was as Jethro had pointed it out to me very shortly after I had arrived on my first visit.

It was a pleasant house with a lawn in front and a porch in which pots of flowers were growing.

Before I had time to knock Amos Carew opened the door.

He took me into a sitting room which was comfortably furnished, though not large, and bade me be seated.

He said: "It was good of you to come, Mistress Ransome."

"Not at all. I have been wondering what it is you want to see me about."

He looked at me in rather an embarrassed fashion and said: "It's not easy to explain."

"I am sure that you will, though," I said.

"It's ... er ... things at the Court."

"Oh yes?"

"They can't go on the way they are. I mean his lordship is growing weaker ... in spite of what the doctor says."

"He seems to me to be in a very weak condition."

"Well, what bothers me ... is what is to happen if he was to go. I'm sorry to seem ... hard like ... but I was thinking of my position here. It bothers me a bit. A man has to think of his future."

"I understand that."

"Well, when his lordship goes this passes to you."

"How can you be sure of that?"

"Oh, his lordship has explained it to Jessie. There was not much he kept from her ... when he was well enough, that was. ... I daresay she wonders too. It could be hard on her ... and on me."

"I understand. But I really think it is a matter which will have to be decided later. You see, it may be that my uncle has changed his mind. I don't think we can make arrangements about something which has not come to pass."

"Jessie says that he has left it all to you, and she would know. It was just that I had it in mind that if I could put a word in for myself to you ..."

"If it happens as you say I am sure my husband and I would not want to turn good people away. I can't make promises about something which is not mine. One never knows what will happen."

He nodded gravely.

"I want to show you how well I keep the place ... inside and out. I've done wonders with my bit of garden at the back. I even supply vegetables to the Court. ... I was hoping you'd take a look at it."

"I am absolutely sure that everything is in perfect order."

"But you will look at it, won't you?"

I said I would.

"Then I'll show you the garden."

We went through a passage to the garden and he led me out toward some fruit trees. I was struck by the quietness of all about me.

I said: "You appear to be very isolated here in spite of the fact that you are not far from the Court."