s. Albert Moss, resplendent in bridal finery,
and displaying her white teeth in a broad smile, as with a nod,
half-gracious, half-apologetic, she said, 'I fear we interrupt a lesson;
but we will not inconvenience you; we will go at once to our dear
convalescent.'
'Thank you, you do not interrupt me, and I do not think my sister is
dressed yet. Indeed, I doubt whether I ought to allow her to see any
one.'
'O, you cannot be so cruel!' cried Mrs. Moss, holding up her hands;
'one little peep! our only day in town.'
'Yes,' said Albert. 'I could not but gratify my Louisa's anxiety to be
introduced to her new relatives.'
'I am afraid you must be disappointed, for my brother is with his
regiment at Windsor, and my sister is still so weak that she ought to
have no excitement.'
'And we have only a few hours in town. The inexorable claims of business
have recalled us to Wrangerton.'
The Earl looked up surprised, as if the word had recalled him from the
clouds.
'You have been in Wales, I think,' said Theodora. 'Were you pleased?'
'Oh, I was enraptured!' exclaimed the bride; 'the sublime and romantic
could be carried no higher! It makes me quite discontented with our home
scenery.
'Your sister would not approve of that,' said Theodora to Albert;' she
can bear no slight to Helvellyn.'
'I forget--is there a view of Helvellyn from Wrangerton?' said Lord St.
Erme, still somewhat dreamily.
Mrs. Moss started at hearing such good English from the German master,
and patronizingly said, 'Yes. Helvellyn is monarch of our picturesque.
Do you ever come northwards?'
'Not so often as, perhaps, I ought. I am afraid I know more of the Alps
than of Helvellyn.'
'I am sure,' continued the voluble lady, 'if ever you thought of such
a scheme when the season is over, it would be well worth your while.
I could reckon up many respectable families, who with such
introductions--let me see, there are the Joneses, and the Dunlops, and
the Evelyns, to say nothing of my new sisters, the Miss Mosses.'
'I have no doubt it is a very good neighbourhood,' said Lord St. Erme,
rising. 'I must go, or we shall miss the train. Can you tell me how soon
you expect Lord Martindale?'
'About the tenth or eleventh,' said Theodora.
'Thank you. Then I must wish you good-bye--'
'And I must thank you in my sister's name for the pleasure she will take
in what you have done for her little boy. Remember me to Lady Lucy.'
That name was a revel
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