--she would have jumped overboard if her papa had
ordered. "And that is always the way with the Esmonds," she said.

The English Warringtons were not over-much flattered by the little
American Princess's behaviour to them, and her manner of speaking about
them. Once a year a solemn letter used to be addressed to the Warrington
family, and to her noble kinsmen the Hampshire Esmonds; but a Judge's
lady with whom Madam Esmond had quarrelled returning to England out of
Virginia chanced to meet Lady Warrington, who was in London with
Sir Miles attending Parliament, and this person repeated some of the
speeches which the Princess Pocahontas was in the habit of making
regarding her own and her husband's English relatives, and my Lady
Warrington, I suppose, carried the story to my Lady Castlewood; after
which the letters from Virginia were not answered, to the surprise and
wrath of Madam Esmond, who speedily left off writing also.

So this good woman fell out with her neighbours, with her relatives,
and, as it must be owned, with her sons also.

A very early difference which occurred between the Queen and Crown
Prince arose out of the dismissal of Mr. Dempster, the lad's tutor and
the late Colonel's secretary. In her father's life Madam Esmond bore him
with difficulty, or it should be rather said Mr. Dempster could scarce
put up with her. She was jealous of books somehow, and thought your
bookworms dangerous folks, insinuating bad principles. She had heard
that Dempster was a Jesuit in disguise, and the poor fellow was obliged
to go build himself a cabin in a clearing, and teach school and practise
medicine where he could find customers among the sparse inhabitants of
the province. Master George vowed he never would forsake his old tutor,
and kept his promise. Harry had always loved fishing and sporting better
than books, and he and the poor Dominie had never been on terms of close
intimacy. Another cause of dispute presently ensued.

By the death of an aunt, and at his father's demise, the heir of Mr.
George Warrington became entitled to a sum of six thousand pounds, of
which their mother was one of the trustees. She never could be made to
understand that she was not the proprietor, and not merely the trustee
of this money; and was furious with the London lawyer, the other
trustee, who refused to send it over at her order. "Is not all I have
my sons'?" she cried, "and would I not cut myself into little pieces
to serve them?