It had been Malcolm's intention to go back to town on the ensuing
Monday, but on Dinah's pressing invitation he promised to remain
another day.
"You know I am due at the Manor House on Thursday," he observed, as
they sat at breakfast the next morning, "and I must have a couple of
days in town first."
"It is a very short visit," she returned regretfully, "and you are
to dine at the vicarage to-morrow evening."
"I could not get out of it," he replied quickly, but he glanced at
Elizabeth as he spoke. "Mr. Charrington never gave me the option of
refusing. He seemed to look on it as a foregone conclusion that his
invitation would be accepted. He was so very kind and cordial. He
wants me to see his library, and to show me some rare books he has
got."
"Oh yes, he is a collector of curious books and first editions. He
has a very valuable library. It is his hobby--is it not, Dinah? Old
books, old wine, and plenty of learned talk--you will be in luck's
way, Mr. Herrick," and Elizabeth flashed an amused look at him.
"I suppose Mr. Carlyon will be there," observed Dinah composedly, as
she replenished Malcolm's cup.
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