ured in his daughter; yet she looked so full of life and character
that Lucilla was attracted, and sure of getting on well with her.
Moreover, the little elf felt the impression she was creating in this
land of Brobdignag. Sarah was looking at her as a terra-cotta pitcher
might regard a cup of egg-shell china, and Lucy had never been lovelier.
Her mourning enhanced the purity of her white skin, and marked her
slender faultless shape; her flaxen hair hung in careless wreaths of
ringlet and braid; her countenance, if pale, had greater sweetness in its
dejection, now and then brightened by gleams of her courageous spirit.
Sarah gazed with untiring wonder, pardoning Cousin Peter for disturbing
the contemplation of Domenichino's art, since here was a witness that
heroines of romance were no mere myths, but that beings of ivory and
rose, sapphire eyes and golden hair, might actually walk the earth.

The Doctor was pleasant and friendly, and after luncheon the whole party
started together to 'do' St. Paul's, whence Mr. Prendergast undertook to
take Cilla home, but in no haste to return to the lonely house. She
joined in the lionizing, and made a great impression by her familiarity
with London, old and new. Little store as she had set by Honor's
ecclesiology and antiquarianism, she had not failed to imbibe a tincture
sufficient to go a long way by the help of ready wit, and she enchanted
the Doctor by her odd bits of information on the localities, and by
guiding him to out-of-the-way curiosities. She even carried the party to
Woolstone-lane, displayed the Queen of Sheba, the cedar carving, the
merchant's mark, and had lifted out Stow's _Survey_, where Sarah was
delighted with Ranelagh, when the door opened, and Owen stood, surprised
and blank. Poor fellow, the voices had filled him with hope that he
should find Honor there. The visitors, startled at thus intruding on his
trouble, and knowing him to be in profound disgrace, would have gone, but
he, understanding them to be Mr. Prendergast's friends, and glad of
variety, was eagerly courteous and hospitable, detaining them by
displaying fresh curiosities, and talking with so much knowledge and
brilliance, that they were too well entertained to be in haste. Lucilla,
accepting Mrs. Prendergast as a friend, was rejoiced that she should have
such demonstration that her brother was a thorough gentleman; and in
truth Owen did and said everything so well that no one could fail to b