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They were quite glad that the next day was Sunday, when they would go to Harbury, and hear Harold Gwynne preach. Olive told her mother all that had passed in the churchyard, and they agreed that he must be a very peculiar, though a very clever man. As for Christal, she had gone off with her friend, Mrs. Fludyer, and did not interfere in the conversation at all. When Sunday morning came, Mrs.
"He also sent to know if I couldn't paint his horse 'Beauty, and one or two greyhounds also, in the same picture. What a comical idea of Art this country squire must have!" "My dear, every one is not so clever as you," said the mother. "I like Mrs. Fludyer very much, because, whenever she came to Woodford Cottage about the picture, she used to talk to me so kindly."
Fludyer is a very nice chatty woman," observed the mother; "and she talked of her beautiful country-seat at Farnwood Hall. I think it would do me good to go there, Olive." "Well, you know she asked you, dear mamma." "Yes; but only for courtesy. She would scarcely be troubled with a guest so helpless as I," said Mrs. Rothesay, half sighing.
"Well, mamma, and how can we help it, talking of my 'Charity, and the lady who bought it. Would you believe, darling, she told Miss Vanbrugh that she did so because the background was like a view in their park, and the two little children resembled the two young Masters Fludyer fortunate likeness for me!"
Rothesay," Hannah added, "but the other lady said, 'No; they would wait." Whereat Olive's heart inclined towards "the other lady." She went in and found, with Mrs. Fludyer, an ancient dame of large and goodly presence. Aged though she seemed, her tall figure was not bent; and dignity is to the old what grace is to the young.
And so, very quickly, the thing was decided decided as suddenly and unexpectedly as things are, when it seems as though not human will, but destiny held the balance. Mrs. Fludyer seemed really pleased and interested; she talked to Miss Meliora less about her clematis than about her two inmates a subject equally grateful to the painter's sister.
She did not say a word; but Lyle hovering round, found his interference somewhat sharply put aside during the whole evening. When assembled round the supper-table they talked of Christal's journey. It was undertaken by invitation of Mrs. Fludyer, to whom the young damsel had made herself quite indispensable.
Fludyer, she contrived that the first plan should melt into one more feasible. There was a pretty cottage, the squire's lady said, on the Farnwood estate; Miss Fludyer's daily governess had lived there; it was all fitted up. What if Miss Rothesay would bring her mother there for the summer months? It would be pleasant for all parties.
No wonder that she watched his face in anxious love, and then looked from him to his mother, who, all unconscious, continued to speak. "In truth, all your parishioners will be glad to have you back. Even Mrs. Fludyer was saying so yesterday; and noticing that it was a whole year since you had preached in your own church. A long absence!
He and Lyle went away together, and Christal, who had at last succeeded in apparently involving the light-hearted young collegian within the meshes of her smiles, took consolation in a little quiet drollery with Charley Fludyer; but even this resource failed when Charley spoke of returning home. "I shall not go back with you to-night," said Christal. "I shall stay at the Dell.
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