– I'll try to get it done in the next few days, sir," said Mr. Brown. – Small houses are much easier and quicker to furnish than large villas. But I'll need an exact figure for the budget, sir.

Anthony gave him a sum, quite generous.

– Excellent, sir. Then, if you'll allow me, I'll get on it now,' he received in reply. – As soon as the house is ready for you, you can check it out for yourself, and if you're satisfied, it's yours.

A formal contract was then signed between the parties, including Mr. Brown's fees, and both client and guest, satisfied with what had been achieved, left the house.

Remembering the unhappy expression on Vivian's face as she left Lillehus yesterday, young Cranford decided to have a chat with her before he and Jeremy went hunting. Knowing that on every hunt of his friend, the one always accompanied by Aurelius and Mark, the clever hunting dogs, Anthony did not take his dogs. Soon, dressed in a comfortable hunting suit, a warm fur-lined cloak, high leather boots with fur inside, gloves and hat, the young man galloped over to Wington Hall.

"'Hell, what a thing to be done! On the joy of acquiring my own place near the lovely Miss Salton, I forgot my gun at home! – suddenly flashed through Anthony's mind, and the thought made him laugh quietly at his absent-mindedness. – But small grief! Jeremy has a dozen guns in his collection, and he will be glad to lend me one of them.

– There you are, Cranford! A quarter of an hour late! – Anthony heard the cheerful voice of his friend waiting for him in the courtyard of the mansion.

Mr. Wington was as well dressed as Anthony. Both gentlemen had been sensible in putting on warm clothes: the still dark, chilly morning had for the umpteenth time this November given London a nasty drizzle. Fortunately, there was no fog, and the hunters could rest assured that none of them would be killed on this hunt by mistaking a friend for a doe, a rare occurrence among hunters.

Vivian stood beside her husband, and wrapped herself in her woollen shawl and wished that the beast she had married would not come home this evening. She wished desperately that Anthony would come galloping in, upset, perhaps in tears, and inform her that he had inadvertently shot Jeremy. The girl dreamed of being a widow, and after her spouse had beaten her palms with a whip, thoughts of homicide began to invade her mind. Killing herself or her spouse. She dreaded these thoughts and hastily chased them away.

"No, I will live. I have someone to live for. But, if anything happens to me, Richard will get the amount Jeremy gave me for my expenses. It's a good thing I have all that five thousand in the bank in my Richard's name!" – Vivian consoled herself, and, watching her cousin dismount from his horse, cried out within herself: – Miss, Anthony! I beg you, miss!"

– I forgot my gun at home," young Cranford informed his friend. – I have no wish to return. Would you lend me one of yours?

– Of course. Would you prefer to choose one yourself? – Jeremy responded cheerfully.

– Anything you choose will satisfy me," Anthony said.

– Then wait for me. – Jeremy walked towards his wife, whispering in her ear: "Remember that what happens in our bedroom must remain our secret, my love," and then disappeared into the house.

"Silly goose! As if I were going to expose my own shame!" – thought Vivian scornfully, but smiled broadly when her cousin came up to her and wished her good morning.

– Another nasty day… I wish winter and its snows would come sooner! – The girl said in lieu of greeting. She looked at Anthony's outfit with an appraising glance and added: – I hope you won't freeze on your nasty unnecessary hunt, dear cousin.

– Don't worry, my dear grumpy Vivian," he grinned. – Such outfits have saved me more than once, even in the cold of winter. But how was your day yesterday? You left in such a hurry.

– Jeremy worries about me too much. We came home and spent the day in peace and quiet," Mrs. Wington lied without hesitation. – But how did Charlotte react to our departure? And what's going on between you two now? – she asked with a sly smile.

– I am madly in love with her, but her feelings are unknown to me. She is polite and friendly. You delicate creatures are so difficult to unravel," Anthony replied in an even tone. – Miss Salton was upset by your departure, but I managed to cheer her up with my unflattering singing… But I have great news: I am moving from Greenhall to my own house in a few days, and I expect to be visited by my dear guests on the first day of my move: you, your husband, and Miss Salton, of course.

– I am proud of you, dear cousin! – The girl glowed. – It is high time you lived apart from your mother. But I have good news to share with you, too! Jeremy has allowed me to see Charlotte. And you.

– Me? Did he object to you and me seeing each other? – Mr. Cranford was unpleasantly surprised.

– No, you misunderstood… It's funny, but Jeremy is jealous of you," Vivian explained in a whisper. – But don't tell him that I told you about it.

– I won't, I promise. But, God, he's so funny! – Anthony laughed.