Mrs. Wilson was evidently deeply distressed, and the endeavour to conceal her agitation was only partially successful.
"I am very much worried, my lord, and that must be my apology for intruding upon you."
"It is no intrusion at all, Mrs. Wilson. I am glad to see you again. I am accustomed to plenty of company, and the old Manor-house is lonelier than I expected. Please take this arm-chair. I can guarantee its comfort. Now, tell me what is troubling you."
"I know nothing very definite," she said, "and perhaps my husband could make everything clear, but he never confides in me now, and I am filled with fear. He has acted rather strangely for the past three months, being excited and irritable; not to be questioned."
"That is only natural. This is a large estate, and its administration involves a great deal of work; then for the last three months additional labour has been placed on his shoulders in overseeing the new library."
The woman gave a gasp, then said:
"May I ask you a question or two, my lord? It is none of my business, of course, and if it is inexpedient for me to know, you need not reply."
