“Should you mind, sir, if I went to see Mr. Wingfold before I go?” asked Richard.
“Who's he?”
“The clergyman of the next parish, sir.”
“I don't know him—don't want to know him!—What have you got to do with him?”
“He was kind to me when I was down here before.”
“I don't care you should have much to do with the clergy.”
“You said, sir, I might go into the church!”
“That's another thing quite! You would have the thing in your own hands then!”
Richard was silent. There was no point to argue. The moment sir Wilton was gone, Simon turned to his grandson.
“It was a pity you asked him about Mr. Wingfold. The only thing is you mustn't let out his secret. As to seeing Mr. Wingfold, or Miss Wylder either, just do as you please.”