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〃And you got this beautiful 'Lyra Innocentium' for me?  How very kind
of you; Norman。  It is just what I wished for。  Such lovely binding
and those embossed edges to the leaves。  Oh! they make a pattern as
they open!  I never saw anything like it。〃

〃I saw such a one on Miss Rivers's table; and asked Ernescliffe where
to get one like it。  See; here's what my father gave me。〃

〃'Bishop Ken's Manual'。  That is in readiness for the Confirmation。〃

〃Look。  I begged him to put my name; though he said it was a pity to
do it with his left hand; I didn't like to wait; so I asked him at
least to write N。 W。 May; and the date。〃

〃And he has added Prov。 xxiii。 24; 25。  Let me look it out。〃  She did
so; and instead of reading it aloud; looked at Norman full of
congratulation。

〃How it ought to make one〃and there Norman broke off from the
fullness of his heart。

〃I'm glad he put both verses〃 said Ethel presently。  〃How pleased
with you he must be!〃

A silence while brother and sister both gazed intently at the crooked
characters; till at last Ethel; with a long breath; resumed her
ordinary tone; and said; 〃How well he has come to write with his left
hand now。〃

〃Yes。  Did you know that he wrote himself to tell Ernescliffe Sir
Matthew's opinion of Margaret?〃

〃No: did he?〃

〃Do you know; Ethel;〃 said Norman; as he knelt on the floor; and
tumbled miscellaneous articles out of his bag; 〃it is my belief that
Ernescliffe is in love with her; and that papa thinks so。〃

〃Dear me!〃 cried Ethel; starting up。  〃That is famous。  We should
always have Margaret at home when he goes to sea!〃

〃But mind; Ethel; for your life you must not say one word to any
living creature。〃

〃Oh; no; I promise you I won't; Norman; if you'll only tell me how
you found it out。〃

〃What first put it in my head was the first evening; while I was
undoing the portmanteau; my father leaned on the mantel…shelf; and
sighed and muttered; 'Poor Ernescliffe!  I wish it may end well。'  I
thought he forgot that I was there; so I would not seem to notice;
but I soon saw it was that he meant。〃

〃How?〃 cried Ethel eagerly。

〃Oh; I don't knowby Alan's way。〃

〃Tell meI want to know what people do when they are in love。〃

〃Nothing particular;〃 said Norman; smiling。

〃Did you hear him inquire for her?  How did he look?〃

〃I can't tell。  That was when he met us at the station before I
thought of it; and I had to see to the luggage。  But I'11 tell you
one thing; Ethel; when papa was talking of her to Mrs。 Mackenzie; at
the other end of the room; all his attention went away in an instant
from what he was saying。  And once; when Harry said something to me
about her; he started; and looked round so earnestly。〃

〃Oh; yesthat's like people in books。  And did he colour?〃

〃No; I don't recollect that he did;〃 said Norman; 〃but I observed he
never asked directly after her if he could help it; but always was
trying to lead; in some round…about way; to hearing what she was
doing。〃

〃Did he call her Margaret?〃

〃I watched; but to me he always said; 'Your sister;' and if he had to
speak of her to papa; he said; 'Miss May。'  And then you should have
seen his attention to papa。  I could hardly get a chance of do;
anything for papa。〃

〃Oh; sure of it〃 cried Ethel; clasping her hands。  〃But; poor man;
how unhappy he must have been at having to go away when she was so
ill!〃

〃Ay; the last time he saw her was when he carried her upstairs。〃

〃Oh; dear!  I hope he will soon come here again!〃

〃I don't suppose he will。  Papa did not ask him。〃

〃Dear me; Norman!  Why not?  Isn't papa very fond of him?  Why
shouldn't he come?〃

〃Don't you see; Ethel; that would be of no use while poor Margaret is
no better。  If he gained her affections; it would only make her
unhappy。〃

〃Oh; but she is much better。  She can raise herself up now without
help; and sat up ever so long this morning; without leaning back on
her cushions。  She is getting wellyou know Sir Matthew said she
would。〃

〃Yes; but I suppose papa thinks they had better say nothing till she
is quite well。〃

〃And when she is!  How famous it will be。〃

〃Then there's another thing; he is very poor; you know。〃

〃I am sure papa doesn't care about people being rich。〃

〃I suppose Alan thinks he ought not to marry; unless he could make
his wife comfortable。〃

〃Look hereit would be all very easy: she should stay with us; and
be comfortable here; and he go to sea; and get lots of prize money。〃

〃And that's what you call domestic felicity!〃 said Norman; 1aughing。

〃He might have her when he was at home;〃 said Ethel。

〃No; no; that would never do;〃 said Norman。  〃Do you think
Ernescliffe's a man that would marry a wife for her father to
maintain her?〃

〃Why; papa would like it very much。  He is not a mercenary father in
a book。〃

〃Hey! what's that?〃 said a voice Ethel little expected。  〃Contraband
talk at contraband times?  What's this!〃

〃Did you hear; papa?〃 said Ethel; looking down。

〃Only your last words; as I came up to ask Norman what he had done
with my pocket…book。  Mind; I ask no impertinent questions; but; if
you have no objection; I should like to know what gained me the
honour of that compliment。〃

〃Norman?〃 said Ethel interrogatively; and blushing in emulation of
her brother; who was crimson。

〃I'll find it;〃 said he; rushing off with a sort of nod and sign;
that conveyed to Ethel that there was no help for it。

So; with much confusion; she whispered into her papa's ear that
Norman had been telling her something he guessed about Mr。
Ernescliffe。

Her father at first smiled; a pleased amused smile。  〃Ah! ha! so
Master June has his eyes and ears open; has he?  A fine bit of gossip
to regale you with on his return!〃

〃He told me to say not one word;〃 said Ethel。

〃Rightmind you don't;〃 said Dr。 May; and Ethel was surprised to see
how sorrowful his face became。  At the same moment Norman returned;
still very red; and said; 〃I've put out the pocket…book; papa。  I
think I should tell you I repeated what; perhaps; you did not mean me
to hearyou talked to yourself something of pitying Ernescliffe。〃
The doctor smiled again at the boy's high…minded openness; which must
have cost an effort of self…humiliation。  〃I can't say little
pitchers have long ears; to a May…pole like you; Norman;〃 said he; 〃I
think I ought rather to apologise for having inadvertently tumbled in
among your secrets; I assure you I did not come to spy you。〃

〃Oh; no; no; no; no!〃 repeated Ethel vehemently。 〃Then you didn't
mind our talking about it?〃

〃Of course not; as long as it goes no further。  It is the use of
sisters to tell them one's private sentiments。  Is not it; Norman?〃

〃And do you really think it is so; papa?〃 Ethel could not help
whispering。

〃I'm afraid it is〃; said Dr。 May; sighing; then; as he caught her
earnest eyes; 〃The more I see of Alan; the finer fellow I think him;
and the more sorry I am for him。  It seems presumptuous; almost
wrong; to think of the matter at all while my poor Margaret is in
this state; and; if she were well; there are other difficulties which
would; perhaps; prevent his speaking; or lead to long years of
waiting and wearing out hope。〃

〃Money?〃 said Ethel。

〃Ay!  Though I so far deserve your compliment; miss; that should be
foolish enough; if she were but well; to give my consent to…morrow;
because I could not help it; yet one can't live forty…six years in
this world without seeing it is wrong to marry without a reasonable
dependenceand there won't be much among eleven of you。  It makes my
heart ache to think of it; come what may; as far as I can see; and
without her to judge。  The only comfort is; that poor Margaret
herself knows nothing of it; and is at peace so far。  It will be
ordered for them; anyhow。  Good…night; my dear。〃

Ethel sought her room; with graver; deeper thoughts of life than she
had carried upstairs。




CHAPTER XVIII。



Saw ye never in the meadows;
  Where your little feet did pass;
Down below; the sweet white daisies
  Growing in the long green grass?

Saw you never lilac blossoms;
  Or acacia white and red;
Waving brightly in the sunshine;
  On the tall trees over head?
                      HYMNS FOR CHILDREN; C。 F。 A。


〃My dear child; what a storm you have had! how wet you must be!〃
exclaimed Mrs。 Larpent; as Meta Rivers came bounding up the broad
staircase at Abbotstoke Grange。

〃0h no; I am quite dry; feel。〃

〃Are you sure?〃 said Mrs。 Larpent; drawing her darling into a
luxurious bedroom; lighted up by a glowing fire; and full of pretty
things。  〃Here; come and take off your wet things; my dear; and
Bellairs shall bring you some tea。〃

〃I'm dry。  I'm warm;〃 said Meta; tossing off her plumy hat; as she
established herself; with her feet on the fender。  〃But where do you
think I have been?  You have so much to hear。  But firstthree
guesses where we were in the rain!〃

〃In the Stoneborough Cloisters; that you wanted to see?  My dear; you
did not keep your papa in the cold there?〃

〃No; no; we never got there at all; guess again。〃

〃At Mr。 Edward Wilmot's?〃

〃No!〃

〃Could it have been at Dr。 May's?  Really;

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