Her voice broke down, though she kept from tears as an unkindness to her

aunt.

In very fact, little as she knew it, she could not have defended herself

better than by this humble question, throwing the whole guidance of her

conduct upon her aunt. If she had been affronted, Mrs. Curtis could have

been displeased; but to be thus set to prescribe the right conduct, was

at once mollifying and perplexing.

"Well, well, my dear child, we all know you wish to do right; you can

judge best. I would not have you ungrateful or uncivil, only you know

you are living very quietly, and intimacy--oh! my dear, I know your

own feeling will direct you. Dear child! you have taken what I said so

kindly. And now let me see that dear little girl."

Rachel had not anticipated that the upshot of a remonstrance, even from

her mother, would be that Fanny was to be directed by her own feeling!

That same feeling took Lady Temple to Mackarel Lane later in the day.

She had told the Colonel her intention, and obtained Alison's assurance

that Ermine's stay at Myrtlewood need not be impracticable, and armed

with their consent, she made her timid tap at Miss Williams' door, and

showed her sweet face within it.

"May I come in? Your sister and your little niece are gone for a walk. I

told them I would come! I did want to see you!"

"Thank you," said Ermine, with a sweet smile, colouring cheek, yet grave

eyes, and much taken by surprise at being seized by both hands, and

kissed on each cheek.

"Yes, you must let me," said her visitor, looking up with her pretty

imploring gesture, "you know I have known him so long, and he has been

so good to me!"

"Indeed it is very kind in you," said Ermine, fully feeling the force

of the plea expressed in the winning young face and gentle eyes full of

tears.

"Oh, no, I could not help it. I am only so sorry we kept him away from

you when you wanted him so much; but we did not know, and he was Sir

Stephen's right hand, and we none of us knew what to do without him; but

if he had only told--"

"Thank you, oh, thank you!" said Ermine, "but indeed it was better for

him to be away."

Even her wish to console that pleading little widow could not make her

say that his coming would not have been good for her. "It has been such

a pleasure to hear he had so kind and happy a home all these years."

"Oh, you cannot think how Sir Stephen loved and valued him. The one

thing I always did wish was, that Conrade should grow up to be as much

help and comfort to his father, and now he never can! But," driving back

a tear, "it was so hard that you should not have known how distinguished

and useful and good he was all those years. Only now I shall have the

pleasure of telling you," and she smiled. She was quite a different

being when free from the unsympathizing influence which, without

her understanding it, had kept her from dwelling on her dearest

associations.




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