With that last thought Nancy roused herself from her reverie, and turned her eyes again towards the forsaken page. It had been forsaken longer than she imagined, for she was presently surprised by the appearance of the servant with the tea-things. It was, in fact, a little before the usual time for tea; but Jane had her reasons.
'Is your master come into the yard, Jane?'
'No'm, he isn't,' said Jane, with a slight emphasis, of which, however, her mistress took no notice.
'I don't know whether you've seen 'em, 'm,' continued Jane, after a pause, *but there's folks making haste all one way, afore the front window. I doubt something's happened. There's niver a man to be seen i' the yard, else I'd send and see. I've been up into the top attic, but there's no seeing anything for trees. I hope nobody's hurt, that's all.'
'O, no, I daresay there's nothing much the matter,' said Nancy. 'It's perhaps Mr. Snell's bull got out again, as he did before.'
'I wish he mayn't gore anybody, then, that's all,' said Jane, not altogether despising a hypothesis which covered a few imaginary calamities.
'That girl is always terrifying me,' thought Nancy; 'I wish Godfrey would come in.'
She went to the front window and looked as far as she could see along the road, with an uneasiness which she felt to be childish, for there were now no such signs of excitement as Jane had spoken of, and Godfrey would not be likely to return by the village road, but by the fields.
