‘Yes, Rupert,’ said Elizabeth.

’No, but you do not mean to say that you really have, Lizzie and Anne,’ cried Rupert, turning round to look into their faces.

Each made a sign of assent; and Rupert, as soon as he had recovered from his astonishment, burst into a violent fit of laughter, which lasted longer than either his sister or cousin approved, and it was not till after he had been well scolded by both, that he chose to listen to their full account of all that had passed on the subject.

‘The worst of it is, now,’ said Elizabeth, ’that as soon as Mrs. Hazleby hears that Fido has been found in the river, she will ask how he came near it.’

‘And what then?’ said Anne.

’Why, she well knows that the bridge is not a place to which we are likely to resort; she will ask what took us there; I would not trust Harriet to tell the truth, and I have promised not to betray her, so what is to be done if Mrs. Hazleby asks me?’ said Elizabeth.

‘I hope she will not ask her youngest daughter,’ said Anne.

‘That she shall not do,’ said Elizabeth:  ’I will tell her myself that Fido was found in the river, and answer all her questions as best I can.’

‘It is rather a pity,’ said Anne archly, ’that Miss Hazleby did not actually fall into the river, for the sensation caused by Rupert’s rescuing her would quite have absorbed all the interest in Fido’s melancholy fate.’

‘Thank you, Anne,’ said Rupert; ’I am sure I only wonder she was not submerged.  I never could have guessed any fair lady could be so heavy.  I am sure I feel the claw she gave my arm at this moment.’

‘How very ungallant!’ said Anne.

‘Still,’ said Rupert, ’without appearing as the preserver of the fair Harriet from a watery grave, I think I have interest enough with Mrs. Hazleby to be able to break the fatal news to her, and calm her first agonies of grief and wrath.’

‘You, Rupert?’ said Anne.

‘Myself, Anne,’ replied Rupert; ’you have no notion what friends Mrs. Hazleby and I have become.  We had a tete-a-tete of an hour and a half this morning.’

‘What could you find to talk about?’ said Anne.

‘First,’ said Rupert, ’she asked about my grouse shooting; where I went, and with whom, and whether I had seen any of the Campbells of Inchlitherock.  Of course we embarked in a genealogy of the whole Campbell race; then came a description of the beauties of Inchlitherock.  Next I was favoured with her private history; how she, being one of thirteen, was forced, at eighteen, to leave the lovely spot, and embark with her brother for India.’

‘On speculation,’ said Elizabeth.

‘And finally, how she came to marry the Major.’

‘O Rupert, that is too much; you must have invented it!’ cried Anne.

‘Indeed I did not, Anne,’ said Rupert; ’it is a fact that she lived somewhere in the Mofussil with her brother, and there she encountered the Major.  You, young ladies, may imagine how she fascinated him, and how finally her brother seems to have bullied the Major into marrying her.’