And that your friend Francis must have been the hero who complains so grievously of Taffy the Welshman, whose house was doubtless situated in a field of barley, while his making a dreadful racket is quite according to the ancient notions of what he did with the marrow-bone.’

‘Oh! there is Papa looking in at us,’ said Anne; ’now for the question of pennon and pennant.’

‘Oh!  Anne, it is all nonsense,’ cried Helen; ‘do not shew it.’

But Anne, with Helen’s paper in her hand, had already attacked Sir Edward, who, to the author’s great surprise, actually read the poem all through, smiling very kindly, and finished by saying, ’Ah ha!  Helen, it is plain enough that your friends are naval.  I can see where your pennant came from.’

‘But is it not a flag, Uncle Edward?’ asked Helen.

‘A flag it is,’ said Sir Edward, ’and properly called and spelt pendant.’

‘There, Helen, you are an antidote to the hydrophobia,’ said Rupert; ‘everything becomes—­’

‘Do not let us have any more of that stale joke,’ said Elizabeth; ’it is really only a poetical license to use a sea-flag for a land-flag, and Helen had the advantage of us, since we none of us knew that Pennant signified anything but the naturalist.’

‘And pray, Helen,’ said Sir Edward, ’am I to consider this poem as an equivalent for the music you have cheated us of, this evening?’

‘I hope you will consider that it is,’ said Elizabeth; ’is it not positively poetical, Uncle Edward?’

Helen was hardly ever in a state of greater surprise and pleasure than at this moment, for though she could not seriously believe that her lines were worthy of all the encomiums bestowed on them, yet she was now convinced that Elizabeth was not absolutely determined to depreciate every performance of hers, and that she really possessed a little kindness for her.

When Mr. Woodbourne rang the bell, Elizabeth gathered up all the papers, and was going to put them into a drawer, when Harriet came up to her, saying in a whisper, evidently designed to attract notice, ’Lizzie, do give me that ridiculous thing, you know, of Mr. Merton’s; I could not bear you to have it, you would shew it to everyone.’

‘Indeed I should do no such thing,’ said Elizabeth; ’I never wish to see it more, you are very welcome to it.’

Harriet received the precious document with great satisfaction, carefully folded it up, and placed it in her bag, very much to Rupert’s delight, as he silently watched her proceedings.

When they went up to bed, Anne followed Lady Merton to her room, in order to ask some question about the dress which she was to wear the next day, Sunday, and after remaining with her a few minutes, she returned to Elizabeth.  She found her looking full of trouble, quite a contrast to the bright animated creature she had been a few minutes before.

‘My dear Lizzie,’ exclaimed Anne, ’has anything happened? what has grieved you?’