in which he must do it. She might declare that she loved some one else and she might marry that other person. In that event he saw no other alternative but,--as he expressed it to himself,--'to run a mucker.'* Whether the 'mucker' should be run against Mary, or against the fortunate lover, or against himself, he did not at present resolve.
But he did resolve as he reached his own hall-door that he would make one more passionate appeal to Mary herself before she started for Cheltenham, and that he would not make it out on a public path, or in the Masters' family parlour before all the Masters' family;--but that he would have her secluded, by herself, so that he might speak out all that was in him, to the best of his ability.
THERE ARE CONVENANCES
BEFORE the Monday came the party to Rufford Hall had become quite a settled thing and had been very much discussed. On the Saturday the Senator had been driven to the meet, a distance of about ten miles, on purpose that he might see Lord Rufford and explain his views about Goarly. Lord Rufford had bowed, and stared, and laughed, and had then told the Senator that he thought he would 'find himself in the wrong box.' 'That's quite possible, my lord. I guess, it won't be the first time I've been in the wrong box, my lord. Sometimes I do get right. But I thought I would not enter your lordship's house as a guest without telling you what I was doing.' Then Lord Rufford assured him that this little affair about Goarly would make no difference in that respect. Mr. Gotobed again scrutinised the hounds and Tony Tuppett, laughed in his sleeve because a fox wasn't found in the first quarter of an hour, and after that was driven back to Bragton.
The Sunday was a day of preparation for the Trefoils. Of course they didn't go to church, Arabella, indeed, was never up in time for church, and Lady Augustus only