e, and although she has some faults, your influence over her will
lead her to correct them."

Unlike this was the reception which the intelligence met with from Dr.
Lacey's negroes.

"What that ar you sayin'," asked Aunt Dilsey of Rondeau, who was
communicating the important news to Leffie.

"You'd better ask," replied Rondeau. "Who do you suppose Marster George is
goin' to fetch here to crack our heads for us?"

"Dun know--Miss Mabel, maybe," said Aunt Dilsey.

"No, sir; Miss Mabel is bad enough, but she can't hold a candle to this
one," answered Rondeau.

"You don't mean Miss July," shrieked rather than asked Aunt Dilsey.

"I don't mean nobody else, mother Dilsey," said Rondeau.

Up flew Aunt Dilsey's hands in amazement, and up rolled her eyes in
dismay. "I 'clar for't," said she, "if Marster George has done made such a
fool of hisself, I hope she'll pull his bar a heap worse than she did
Jack's."

"No danger but what she will, and yours too," was Rondeau's consoling
reply.

"Lord knows," said Aunt Dilsey, "fust time she sasses me, I'll run away
long of Jack and the baby. I'll tie up my new gown and cap in a
handkerchief this night."

Leffie now proposed that her mother should defer her intended flight until
the arrival of the dreaded Julia, while Rondeau added, "Besides, Dilsey,
if you should run away your delicate body couldn't get further than the
swamp, where you'd go in up to your neck first lunge, and all marster's
horses couldn't draw you out."

This allusion to her size changed the current of Aunt Dilsey's wrath,
which now turned and spent itself on Rondeau. Her impression of Julia,
however, never changed, although she was not called upon to run away.

Mrs. Lacey, too, received the news of her son's engagement with evident
dissatisfaction; but she thought remonstrance would be useless, and she
kept silent, secretly praying that Julia might prove better than her
fears. In due course of time there came from Kentucky a letter of
congratulation from Fanny; but she was so unaccustomed to say or write
what she did not feel that the letter, so far as congratulations were
concerned, was a total failure. She, however, denied her engagement with
Frank, and this, if nothing else, was sufficient reason why Julia refused
to show it to Dr. Lacey. Julia knew the chain by which she held him was
brittle and might at any time be broken, and it was not strange that she
longed for the last days of October, when wi