The ladies had all become a little afraid of Mr. Gotobed
and hardly dared to express an opinion. Lady Augustus did say that
she supposed that Goarly was a low vulgar fellow, which of course
strengthened the Senator in his purpose.
The Senator on Wednesday would not wait for lunch but started a
little before one with a crust of bread in his pocket to find his
way to Goarly's house. There was no difficulty in this as he could
see the wood as soon as he had got upon the high road. He found
Twentyman's gate and followed directly the route which the hunting
party had taken, till he came to the spot on which the crowd had
been assembled. Close to this there was a hand-gate leading into
Dillsborough wood, and standing in the gateway was a man. The
Senator thought that this might not improbably be Goarly himself,
and asked the question, "Might your name be Mr. Goarly, sir?"
"Me Goarly!" said the man in infinite disgust. "I ain't nothing of
the kind,--and you knows it" That the man should have been annoyed
at being taken for Goarly, that man being Bean the gamekeeper who
would willingly have hung Goarly if he could, and would have
thought it quite proper that a law should be now passed for hanging
him at once, was natural enough. But why he should have told the
Senator that the Senator knew he was not Goarly it might be
difficult to explain.
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