Hetty Wesley

drive Hetty over to Kelstein, arrived with his gig. Sukey accompanied him, to

ey in her to perceive why and how: nevertheless, being a Wesley, she kept a steady face on her pain. Stung at times to echo Dick's sentiments and opinions, as it were in self-d

rful. She had little or none of that grace by which her sisters walked in the commonest cotton frocks as queens. In c

d of three large mock water-lilies on a little mat of muslin, and was perched on her piled hair so high aloft that their gaze, as

ly talkative. The others scarcely spoke. At length Hetty, who had been struggling to swallow a biscuit,

Whitelamb bent over a map, with his back to the light. He glanced up as she entered: she could not well read his eyes for

llison is in

ears in

hes to

my compliments and assu

s at the door. I have

be button-holed by Dick Ellison." He rose and stood eyeing her, pinching his c

ere, sir, as the others do at home. I do not mean outwardly: but to feel,

f course. There is alwa

thinking

, Mr. Grantham, is an honest gentlem

l that I am earning something more?-that if, as times goes on, my co

etab

apa! I cannot

from her cry, and strode across the room in his irritation. Her hands fell, and

g-which I detest-I find him vain, foppish, insincere. He has levitas with levitas: I believe his heart to be as shallow as his head. I know him to be no fit mate for one of my daughters; least of all for you who have gifts above your sisters-gifts which I have recognised and tried to improve. Child, summon your pride to you, and let it help your obedienc

kely to be before a prince came across those dreary fields to the thatched parsonage, seeking her. But

d her face. "Good-bye,

ught better of it and returned to the window. He heard the door close upon her