the worthiness or constancy of another.'

('My father to wit! A pretty thing to say to his daughter! What
right has she to be pining and complaining after him? He, the
unworthy one? I'll never forgive that conceited inference! Just
because he could not stand sentiment! Master Robert gone! Won't I
soon have him repenting of his outbreak?')

'I have no doubt that his feelings are unchanged, and that he is
solely influenced by principle. He is evidently exceedingly unhappy
under all his reserve--'

('He shall be more so, till he behaves himself, and comes back
humble! I've no notion of his flying out in this way.')

'--and though I have not exchanged a word with him on the subject, I
am certain that his good opinion will be retrieved, with infinite joy
to himself, as soon as you make it possible for his judgment to be
satisfied with your conduct and sentiments. Grieved as I am, it is
with a hopeful sorrow, for I am sure that nothing is wanting on your
part but that consistency and sobriety of behaviour of which you have
newly learnt the necessity on other grounds. The Parsonses have gone
to their own house, so you will not find any one here but two who
will feel for you in silence, and we shall soon be in the quiet of
the Holt, where you shall have all that can give you peace or comfort
from your ever-loving old H. C.'

'Feel for me! Never! Don't you wish you may get it? Teach the
catechism and feed caterpillars till such time as it pleases Mrs. Honor
to write up and say "the specimen is tame"? How nice! No, no. I'll not
be frightened into their lording it over me! I know a better way! Let
Mr. Robert find out how little I care, and get himself heartily sick of
St. Wulstan's, till it is "turn again Whittington indeed!" Poor fellow,
I hate it, but he must be cured of his airs, and have a good fright. Why
don't they ask me to go to Paris with them? Where can I go, if they
don't. To Mary Cranford's? Stupid place, but I _will_ show that I'm not
so hard up as to have no place but the Holt to go to! If it were only
possible to stay with Mr. Prendergast, it would be best of all! Can't I
tell him to catch a chaperon for me? Then he would think Honor a regular
dragon, which would be a shame, for it was nobody's fault but his! I
shall tell him I'm like the Christian religion, for which people are
always making a