But no; let's take him rather coolly. I
believe half his eccentricity is only put on because he wishes to
astonish us. We won't ask him any questions; we'll just wait and let him
tell his own story...."
"How do you do, mother?" said the young man, kissing Mrs Norton with
less reluctance than usual. "You must forgive me for not having answered
your letters. It really was not my fault; I have been passing through a
very terrible state of mind lately.... And how do you do, Kitty? Have
you been keeping my mother company ever since? It is very good in you;
I am afraid you must think me a very undutiful son. But what is the
news?"
"One of the rooks is gone."
"Is that all?... What about the ball at Steyning? I hear it was a great
success."
"Oh, it was delightful."
"You must tell me about it after dinner. Now I must go round to the
stables and tell Walls to take the trap round to the station to fetch my
things."
"Are you going to be here some time?" said Mrs Norton, assuming an
indifferent air.
"Yes, I think so; that is to say, for a couple of months--six weeks. I
have some arrangements to make, but I will speak to you about all that
after dinner."
With these words John left the room, and he left his mother agitated and
frightened.
"What can he mean by having arrangements to make?" she asked.
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