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"Then I will not," said Henry; "though I want to know very much." "To be sure you do, master," said the man; "but you will know by-and-by." As they came near the park, they saw several fine carriages drawing towards the house. "We are going to have a world of company," said the man; "but Miss Darwell has no visitors in her own rooms but you and your sisters, Master Fairchild.
"I'm not responsible for any wreck," replied Joel Darwell. "I put up the bar with the danger signal on it, up at the cross-roads." "We didn't see no sign," interrupted Peleg Snuggers. "Not a bit of a sign." "There was no sign when I came along," said John Laning. "I put the sign up not over three hours ago," insisted Joel Darwell.
Colvin thought there had been strong exercise enough, the evening being very hot, she made all the children sit down, and asked who could tell a story. "Lucy can," said Emily; and Lucy then, without hesitation, told the story of "Edwy and the Echo," by the particular desire of Miss Darwell.
She ran out of the room, and a minute afterwards came back with a neat little packet in her hand. There was more in it than a note, but she asked Mr. Fairchild to put it into his pocket, and not look at it. Mr. Fairchild smiled and thanked her, and at that very moment other morning visitors were brought in, and took up the attention of Mr. and Mrs. Darwell. Mr.
Burke was the very person to like to be asked to do such a thing, and the Misses Burke could not be offended when they saw Miss Darwell as busily engaged as she possibly could be. "Now," said she to Lucy, and Emily, and Henry, "now you are to come with me; look at that little party under that oak; there is a very old woman and two children.
Fairchild got the children ready, in their neatest morning dresses, according to Miss Darwell's desire; meaning to bring their evening things when she came. But they were hardly ready when a little pony-carriage, driven by a careful old man, came for them from Miss Darwell; for this young lady never forgot the chance of doing a kindness. They got into the little carriage, and were driven away.
But though there were so many, there was no fear that the feast would run short, for the tables were heaped up with bread and butter and cakes, and fruit, and tea and sugar, and there were pails of milk standing under the trees, and more bread, and more fruit, and more of everything. It was settled that when Miss Darwell came, the feast was to begin.
She was seated on a sofa, with a piece of delicate work in her hand; she was dressed in the most costly manner, and she looked as fair and almost as quiet as a waxen doll. Who can guess what was going on in her mind whilst she was listening to the history of the poor grandmother and her little ones? Miss Darwell, in one way, was as much indulged as Mr.
"I am going to-morrow to pay a visit to Mr. Darwell; I have put this visit off too long; and I will call on Mr. Burke, Sir Charles Noble's steward, and inquire about these poor people. What is the name of the old woman, my dears?" "Edward, papa," cried Henry. "Edward," said Emily, "is the boy's name, not the old woman's we did not ask her name." "I thought that was likely," answered Mr.
The little lady seemed to have thought of everything to make the day pleasant to them. Mrs. Fairchild's children were not so rich as Miss Darwell, but they were as well brought up; and Mrs. Colvin had heard this, and was glad to have the opportunity of seeing these children.
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