He looked, and it was borne in upon him that what George said was
true, and that George knew it was true, although he did not know where
the light of truth came from, and as he looked half the load fell from
his heart.
"Hullo, George, are you turning prophet in addition to your other
occupations?" he said cheerfully, and as he did so Edward Cossey's
splendid bay horse pulled up at the door and the bell rang.
"Well," he added as soon as he saw who his visitor was, "unless I am
much mistaken, we shall soon know how much truth there is in your
prophecies, for here comes Mr. Cossey himself."
Before George could sufficiently recover from his recent agitation to
make any reply, Edward Cossey, looking particularly handsome and
rather overpowering, was shown into the room.
The Squire shook hands with him this time, though coldly enough, and
George touched his forelock and said, "Sarvant, sir," in the approved
fashion. Thereon his master told him that he might retire, though he
was to be sure not to go out of hearing, as he should want him again
presently.
"Very well, sir," answered George, "I'll just step up to the Poplars.
I told a man to be round there to-day, as I want to see if I can come
to an understanding with him about this year's fell in the big wood.
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