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It had been hoped that room might have been made for them at No. 10; but the old lady, fearing the interference of a new inmate, had preferred the horrors of solitude to the combined presence of her niece and her niece's husband. She had, however, given a clock and a small harmonium to grace the furnished sitting-room; so that things might be said to stand on a sound and pleasant footing.
With these words she flung out of the room, rushed blindly through the house into the garden and on into the wood, where she threw herself down under a tree, and sobbed out her grief to the faithful Silky until Mrs. Forester found her. Dr. Hunter was very much troubled and puzzled by his niece's behaviour. Never before had she given way to such an outburst.
Hamilton watched her anxiously; she had at first fancied Arthur was the object of her niece's regard, but this idea was not strengthened, and though she felt assured such was not the real cause of Ellen's agitation that eventful evening, she could not, and did not guess the truth.
"At my niece's, who had just been confined." "Nothing of the sort. You were at the witches' Sabbath; you are a witch, and have bewitched my daughter."
The old lady took him aside and made inquiries of him in regard to Mr Null. He had already informed her that he was not acquainted with that gentleman, but she thought, as Mr Croft seemed to be going about the country a good deal, he might possibly meet with her niece's husband; and, if he should do so, she would be very glad to have him become acquainted with him.
He also murmured something about having met a very attractive woman, a widow of thirty-five. The general result seemed to be that he had forgotten his sorrows, was well content, and a good deal more independent of his niece's society and countenance than he had been before. All this Mina told to Lady Evenswood when she went to lunch in Green Street.
"We shall see how he will be this evening. Of course, you have heard the news, Don Paolo? Besides, you see I am at work, so that the first great difference has been settled. Lucia managed it she has an eloquence, that young lady! She could preach better than you, Don Paolo." "She is a little angel," exclaimed the priest, tapping his niece's dark cheek with his white hand.
"No thanks, Lucy," said Brandon, in answer to his niece's disclaiming and shrinking gratitude; "I do honour to myself, not you; and now bless you, my dear girl. Farewell! Should any occasion present itself in which you require an immediate adviser, at once kind and wise, I beseech you, my dearest Lucy, as a parting request, to have no scruples in consulting Lord Mauleverer.
Moreover, she was clever enough to connect it with her niece's daily increasing love for the man who was soon to be her husband. "Well," she answered, "I should be rather surprised if he gave you nothing." There was a little pause, only broken by the scratching of Lady Cantourne's quill pen. "Auntie!" exclaimed the girl suddenly, "why does he hate me?
In the unrecorded intercourse between the uncle and his niece's child lies the explanation of the rapidity with which the untried Octavius seized the reins when all was again chaos, and directed the Commonwealth upon the lines which it was to follow during the remaining centuries of Roman power. Octavius accompanied Caesar into Spain.
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