‘Because this is too personal to myself.’

’Nay, your own candour is an example to which Lucy can hardly be insensible.  Besides, it is a nuisance which must be abated.’

Albinia could not help thinking that he suffered from it as little as most people, and wondering whether it were this which had taught him silence.

They met Miss Meadows at their own gate, and she told them that dear Lucy was very sorry, and she hoped they would take no more notice of a little nonsense that could do no one any harm; she would be more on her guard next time.

Mr. Kendal made no answer.  Albinia ventured to ask him whether it would not be better to leave it, since her aunt had talked to her.

‘No,’ he said; ’Maria has no influence whatever with the children.  She frets them by using too many words about everything.  One quiet remonstrance from you would have far more effect.’

Albinia called the culprit and tried to reason with her.  Lucy tried at first to battle it off by saying that she had made a mistake, and Aunt Maria had said that she should hear no more about it.  ’But, my dear, I am afraid you must hear more.  It is not that I am hurt, but your papa has desired me to talk to you.  You would be frightened to hear what he says.’

Lucy chose to hear, and seemed somewhat struck, but she was sure that she meant no harm; and she had a great deal to say for herself, so voluble and so inconsequent, that argument was breath spent in vain; and Albinia was obliged to wind up, as an ultimatum, with warning her, that till she should prove herself trustworthy, nothing interesting would be talked of before her.

The atmosphere of gossip certainly had done its part in cultivating Mr. Kendal’s talent for silence.  When Albinia had him all to herself, he was like another person, and the long drives to return visits in the country were thoroughly enjoyable.  So, too, were the walks home from the dinner parties in the town, when the husband and wife lingered in the starlight or moonlight, and felt that the weary gaiety of the constrained evening was made up for.

Great was the offence they gave by not taking out the carriage!

It was disrespect to Bayford, and one of the airs of which Mrs. Kendal was accused.  As granddaughter of a Baron, daughter of one General Officer and sister of another, and presented at Court, the Bayford ladies were prepared to consider her a fine lady, and when they found her peculiarly simple, were the more aggrieved, as if her contempt were ironically veiled.  Her walks, her dress, her intercourse with the clergy, were all airs, and Lucy spared her none of the remarks.  Albinia might say, ’Don’t tell me all Aunt Maria says,’ but it was impossible not to listen; and whether in mirth or vexation, she was sure to be harmed by what she heard.