And, above all, Lady Temple regretted the loss of
the cheery companion of her evenings. True,
Bessie had lately had a good many small evening gaieties,
but she always came back from them so fresh and bright,
and so full of entertaining description and anecdote,
that Fanny felt as if she had been there herself, and,
said Bessie, “it was much better for her than
staying at home with her, and bringing in no novelty.”
“Pray come to me again, dearest! Your
stay has been the greatest treat. It is very
kind in you to be so good to me.”
“It is you who are good to me, dearest Lady
Temple.”
“I am afraid I shall hardly get you again.
Your poor uncle will never be able to part with you,
so I won’t ask you to promise, but if ever you
can—”
“If ever I can! This has been a very happy
time, dear Lady Temple,” a confidence seemed
trembling on her lips, but she suppressed it.
“I shall always think of you as the kindest friend
a motherless girl ever had! I will write to
you from Bath. Good-bye—”
And there were all the boys in a row, little affectionate
Hubert absolutely tearful, and Conrade holding up
a bouquet, on which he had spent all his money, having
persuaded Coombe to ride with him to the nursery garden
at Avoncester to procure it. He looked absolutely
shy and blushing, when Bessie kissed him and promised
to dry the leaves and keep them for ever.
GO AND BRAY
“Come, come, elder brother,
you are too young in this!”—
As You
Like It
“Alick, I have something to say to you.”
Captain Keith did not choose to let his sister travel
alone, when he could help it, and therefore was going
to Bath with her, intending to return to Avoncester
by the next down train. He made no secret that
he thought it a great deal of trouble, and had been
for some time asleep, when, at about two stations
from Bath, Bessie having shut the little door in the
middle of the carriage, thus addressed him, “Alick,
I have something to say to you, and I suppose I may
as well say it now.”
She pressed upon his knee, and with an affected laziness,
he drew his eyes wide open.
“Ah, well, I’ve been a sore plague to
you, but I shall be off your hands now.”
“Eh! whose head have you been turning?”
“Alick, what do you think of Lord Keith?”
Alick was awake enough now! “The old ass!”
he exclaimed. “But at least you are out
of his way now.”
“Not at all. He is coming to Bath to-morrow
to see my aunt.”
“And you want me to go out to-morrow and stop
him?”
“No, Alick, not exactly. I have been cast
about the world too long not to be thankful.”
“Elizabeth!”
“Do not look so very much surprised,”
she said, in her sweet pleading way. “May
I not be supposed able to feel that noble kindness
and gracious manner, and be glad to have some one
to look up to?”
