"Don't I, though! I should like to know who knows more."
"Well, now, tell us all about it!"
"You've gone and put me out now, and I don't know where to begin."
"Well, then, I'll help you out--what time was it that Mr. Brudenell
acknowledged his private marriage?"
"There now; how did you know it was a private marriage? I never said
nothing about it being private yet! Hows'ever, I s'pose you so clever
you guessed it, and anyway you guessed right; it were a private
marriage. And when did he own up to it, you ask? Why, not as long as he
could help it, you may depend! Not until his lawful wife actilly arove
up at Brudenell Hall, and that was last night about one o'clock!"
"Oh, there you are very much mistaken; it was but seven in the evening,"
said Nora.
"There now, again! how do you know anything about it? Somebody's been
here afore me and been a-telling of you, I suppose; and a-telling of you
wrong, too!" petulantly exclaimed the old woman.
"No, indeed, there has not been a soul here to-day; neither have we
heard a word from Brudenell Hall! Still, I think you must be mistaken as
to the hour of the wife's arrival, and perhaps as to other particulars,
too; but excuse me, dear Mrs. Jones, and go on and tell the story."
"Well, but what made you say it was seven o'clock when his wife arrove?"
inquired the gossip.
"Because that was really the hour that I went up to Brudenell. Hannah
was with me and knows it."
"Law, honey, were you up to Brudenell yesterday evening?"
"To be sure I was! I thought you knew it! Haven't you just said that the
marriage was not acknowledged until his wife arrived?"
"Why, yes, honey; but what's that to do with it? with you being there, I
mean? Seems to me there's a puzzlement here between us? Did you stay
there till one o'clock, honey?"
"Why, no, of course not! We came away at eight."
"Then I'm blessed if I know what you're a-driving at! For, in course, if
you come away at eight o'clock you couldn't a-seen her."
"Seen whom?" questioned Nora.
"Why, laws, his wife, child, as never arrove till one o'clock."
Nora burst out laughing; and in the midst of her mirthfulness
exclaimed: "There, now, Mrs. Jones, I thought you didn't know half the rights of
the story you promised to tell us, and now I'm sure of it! Seems like
you've heard Mr. Brudenell has acknowledged his marriage; but you
haven't even found out who the lady is! Well, I could tell you; but I
won't yet, without his leave."