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Are you acquainted with Miss Hodges's whole history?" "Yes, her whole history; every feeling of her soul; every thought of her mind!" cried Angelina, with enthusiasm. "We have corresponded for two years past." Mrs. Porett smiled. "It is not always possible," said she, "to judge of ladies by their letters.
Porett, when she returned to her pupils "what a pity it is that this young lady's friends should permit her to go about in a hackney-coach, with such a strange, vulgar servant girl as that! She is too young to know how quickly, and often how severely, the world judges by appearances.
She stopped short, a little confounded at finding herself in a large room full of young ladies, who were dancing reels, and who all stood still at one and the same instant, and fixed their eyes upon her, struck with astonishment at her theatrical entree and exclamation. "Miss Hodges!" said Mrs. Porett and a little girl of seven years old came forward: "Here, ma'am," said Mrs.
The young ladies crowded round the box and the basket. "Is he in distress?" said Angelina; "perhaps I can be of some use to him!" and she put her hand into her pocket, to feel for her purse. "He's a very honest, industrious little boy," said Mrs. Porett, "and he supports his parents by his active ingenuity." "And, Louis, is your father sick still?" continued Clara Hope to the poor boy.
But it was in vain that the good-natured Clara Hope remonstrated: her companions could not forbear tittering, as Betty Williams, upon Miss Warwick's laying the blame of the mistake on her, replied in a strong Welsh accent "I will swear almost the name was Porett or Plait, where our Miss Hodges tid always lodge in Pristol.
"Pless us!" said Betty; "put, if she has lost her purse, who shall pay for the coach, and what will become of our tinners?" Angelina silenced Betty Williams with peremptory dignity. Mrs. Porett, who was a good and sensible woman, and who had been interested for our heroine, by her good-nature to the little French boy, followed Miss Warwick as she left the room.
Angelina, with a mixture of impatience and confusion, repeated, "Excuse me, sir I am going I interrupt I beg I may not interrupt." "A coot morrow to you all, creat and small," said Betty Williams, curtsying awkwardly at the door as she went out before Miss Warwick. The young ladies were now diverted so much beyond the bounds of decorum, that Mrs. Porett was obliged to call them to order.
Porett to Angelina, "here is Miss Hodges." "Not my Miss Hodges! not my Araminta! alas!" "No, ma'am," said the little girl; "I am only Letty Hodges." Several of her companions now began to titter. "These girls," said Angelina to herself, "take me for a fool;" and, turning to Mrs. Porett, she apologized for the trouble she had given, in language as little romantic as she could condescend to use.
Porett; "but, perhaps, you will allow me to tell you, that " "No, not a word; not a word more will I hear," cried our heroine; and she hurried out of the house, and threw herself into the coach. Mrs. Porett contrived, however, to make Betty Williams hear, that the most probable means of gaining any intelligence of Miss Hodges, would be to inquire for her at the shop of Mr.
The poy in the hall has a pasketful of pees, ma'am," said Betty, with an imploring accent, to Mrs. Porett. "A basketful of bees!" said Mrs. Porett, laughing: "Oh, you are mistaken: I know what the boy has in his basket they are only flowers; they are not bees: you may safely go by them." "Put I saw pees with my own eyes," persisted Betty.
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