with my friend here than I can."

"It is all my sister's doing," said Robarts. "Women are always bolder
in such matters than men." And then Lucy reappeared, bringing Bobby
with her, and one of the younger children.

"Do not mind what he says," said she, "but drive away when you have
got them all. Tell Fanny I have put into the basket what things I
could find, but they are very few. She must borrow things for Grace
from Mrs. Granger's little girl"--(Mrs. Granger was the wife of a
Framley farmer);--"and, Mark, turn Puck's head round, so that you may
be off in a moment. I'll have Grace and the other one here directly."
And then, leaving her brother to pack Bobby and his little sister on
the back part of the vehicle, she returned to her business in the
house. She had just looked in at Mrs. Crawley's bed, and finding her
awake, had smiled on her, and deposited her bundle in token of her
intended stay, and then, without speaking a word, had gone on her
errand about the children. She had called to Grace to show her where
she might find such things as were to be taken to Framley, and having
explained to the bairns, as well as she might, the destiny which
immediately awaited them, prepared them for their departure without
saying a word to Mr. Crawley on the subject. Bobby and the elder
of the two infants were stowed away safely in the back part of the
carriage, where they allowed themselves to be placed without saying
a word. They opened their eyes and stared at the dean, who sat by on
his horse, and assented to such orders as Mr. Robarts gave them,--no
doubt with much surprise, but nevertheless in absolute silence.

"Now, Grace, be quick, there's a dear," said Lucy, returning with
the infant in her arms. "And, Grace, mind you are very careful about
baby; and bring the basket; I'll give it you when you are in." Grace
and the other child were then packed on to the other seat, and a
basket with children's clothes put in on the top of them. "That'll
do, Mark; good-bye; tell Fanny to be sure and send the day after
to-morrow, and not to forget--" and then she whispered into her
brother's ear an injunction about certain dairy comforts which might
not be spoken of in the hearing of Mr. Crawley. "Good-bye, dears;
mind you are good children; you shall hear about mamma the day after
to-morrow," said Lucy; and Puck, admonished by a sound from his
master's voice, began to move just as Mr. Crawley reappeared at the
house door.

"Oh, oh,