of her walking to the
post-office, and drove thither with her herself, in full state, close
carriage, coachman and footman; and there was Mrs. King, with her head in
at the carriage window, telling all the story.
'So you have this youth here?' said Lady Jane.
'Yes, my Lady; he was so poorly that I couldn't but let him lie down.'
'And you have not sent him to the workhouse yet?'
'Why, no, not yet, my Lady; I thought I would wait to see how he is to-
morrow.'
'You had better take care, Mary,' said Lady Jane. 'You'll have him too
ill to be moved; and then what will you do? a great lad of that age, and
with illness enough in the house already!' She sighed, and it was not
said unkindly; but Mrs. King answered with something about his being so
good a lad, and so friendless. And Miss Jane exclaimed, 'O Grandmamma,
it does seem so hard to send him to the workhouse!'
'Do not talk like a silly child, my dear,' said Lady Jane. 'Mary is much
too sensible to think of saddling herself with such a charge--not fit for
her, nor the children either--even if the parish made it worth her while,
which it never will. The Union is intended to provide for such cases of
destitution; and depend on it, the youth looks to nothing else.'
'No, my Lady,' said Mrs. King; 'he is so patient and meek about it, that
it goes to one's very heart.'
'Ay, ay,' said the old lady; 'but don't be soft-hearted and weak, Mary.
It is not what I expect of you, as a sensible woman, to be harbouring a
mere vagrant whom you know nothing about, and injuring your own
children.'
'Indeed, my Lady,' began Mrs. King, 'I've known the poor boy these four
months, and so has Mr. Cope; and he is as steady and serious a boy as
ever lived.'
'Very likely,' said Lady Jane; 'and I am sure I would do anything for
him--give him work when he is out again, or send him with a paper to the
county hospital. Eh?'
But the county hospital was thirty miles off; and the receiving day was
not till Saturday. That would not do.
'Well,' added Lady Jane, 'I'll drive home directly, and send Price with
the spring covered cart to take him in to Elbury. That will be better
for him than jolting in the open cart they would send for him.'
'Why, thank you, my Lady, but I--I had passed my word that he should not
go to-day.'
Lady Jane made a gesture as if Mary King were a hopelessly weak
good-natured woman; and shaking her head at her with a sort of lady-like
vexation, orde
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