ten o'clock
Brentwood was a comfortable house to stay in for visitors who never wanted a moment 's repose . Lady Angleby lived in the midst of her guests -- must have their interest , their sympathy in all her occupations , and she was never without a press of work and correspondence . Bessie Fairfax by noon next day felt herself weary without having done anything but listen with folded hands to tedious dissertations on matters political and social that had no interest for her . Since ten o'clock Mr. Cecil Burleigh and Mr. Fairfax had withdrawn themselves , and were gone into Norminster , and Miss Burleigh sat , a patient victim , with two dark hollows under her eyes -- bearing up with a smile while ready to sink with fatigue . The gentlemen did not return to luncheon , but a caller dropped in -- a clergyman , Mr. Jones ; and Miss Burleigh took the opportunity of his entrance to vanish , making a sign to Miss Fairfax to come too . They went into the garden , where they were met by a vivacious , pretty old lady , Miss Hague , a former governess of Miss Burleigh , who now acted as assistant secretary to Lady Angleby . `` Your enemy , Mr. Jones , is in the drawing-room with my aunt , '' Miss Burleigh told her .