centuries he greeted a brother. “That’s the church,” said Mr. Thorpe, pulling up on the crest of a little hill and pointing with his whip towards a square tower with the roofs of a village clustering near; a flight of rooks trailed across the blue sky and grey-white clouds. Andy drew a long breath. “It’s—it’s extraordinarily peaceful,” he said. “Not so peaceful as you’d——However, best find out for yourself,” said Mr. Thorpe. So they jogged on again, cop, cop, cop in a sunny silence until they neared the Vicarage when the churchwarden added, “Mr. and Mrs. Stamford are away, else they’d have asked you to lunch, of course, as they gave you the living. I thought you’d maybe look round the Vicarage, and then come up to my house for a meal. Mrs. Thorpe has a cold fowl waiting for you when you’re ready for it.” “Thank you. It’s awfully good——” “And I’d have stopped to show you round myself,” said Mr. Thorpe, rolling on, as it were, over Andy’s acknowledgments, “but I have to see a man about some pigs. However, young Sam Petch’ll be there. He was odd man to the old Vicar.” “Do you advise me to retain his services?” inquired Andy, with the responsible dignity of a vicar and a householder. “Um,” said Mr. Thorpe. “I don’t know. The poor old Vicar grew very feeble towards the end and let things go. And those Petches are none of ’em models. They don’t seem to know when they’re speaking the truth and when they aren’t. And young Sam drinks a bit too. No, I can’t really advise you to keep him on.”“I shall certainly not do so after what you tell me,” said the new Vicar, sitting very erect. “I have the strongest feelings about the households of the clergy—they should be above reproach.” “Y-yes,” said Mr. Thorpe. Then, relieved, “And, of course, the Petches have William to fall back on.” “If there is any one responsible that settles——” began Andy, when the mare shied violently at a man on the road, and he had to devote his attention to his new hat. “It’s the man who’s waiting to see me about the pigs,” said Mr. Thorpe calmly, indicating a red-faced, angry-looking person on the roadside. “He looks as if he was tired of waiting.