“And you must come to Stories when you are not so busy,” said Mrs. Brandon. “Come for a night. If you could get to Barchester on a Saturday morning, Francis would meet you when he has finished work and drive you out, and then he could drive you back on Monday morning, or on Sunday evening if it suits you better.”
She shook hands warmly with Mrs. Arbuthnot and went to bid farewell to her host and hostess.
“It’s wonderful to see you,” said Colin reverently to Mrs. Arbuthnot, when at last he was able to claim her attention. “I didn’t bother about the tennis-party when Lydia told me, because I didn’t know you were coming, and then Kate rang up and said she was bringing you, so I had to come, but I couldn’t get the car till Noel came back from going round with the agent. I thought I’d never g
