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The living went from the family when your father died, and it is feared that there will not be much left for your keep when the things are sold, and everything paid. "The tears stood in Bernard's eyes not that he attended to all the words Miss Grizzy said; he was thinking of that day a year ago, of his own ill behaviour, and of the kindness of his sweet Lucilla.
When I told him how near we were to our old camp on the Sand Lady's island, he was simply amazed; his astonishment, when he heard of the appearance of Sylvia on the scene, was almost overpowered by his amusement, as I related how she and I had continued the story of Tomaso and Lucilla, in the shade of the tree.
At breakfast-time, I evaded all further discussion of the subject, after I had first ascertained that Lucilla did not expect her visitor before the afternoon. For some time after breakfast, I kept her at the piano. The weather stood my friend. It threatened to rain; and Lucilla, on that account, refrained from proposing to accompany me.
He said he stayed to thank me for wearing his flowers." Lucilla viciously snapped off the stalk of a giant chrysanthemum. The Princess violets in the other girl's bosom had been as thorns in her own, all the day. She glanced at the mantelpiece where she had seen him toss the book of plays. "You've got his book as well, I suppose?" she asked. Miss Dawson gave her high laugh.
"Write him a note," I said and then suddenly remembered that she was blind. "You shall dictate," I added; "and I will hold the pen. Be content with that for to-day. For my sake, Lucilla!" She yielded not very willingly, poor thing. But she jealously declined to let me hold the pen. "My first note to him must be all written by me," she said. "I can write in my own roundabout way.
Captain Raymond and his eldest daughter were out in the Woodburn grounds the next morning at their usual early hour, wandering here and there along the shaded paths and among the shrubs and flowers, noting their growth in size and beauty, gathering blossoms, and chatting together in their usual familiar and affectionate manner; Lucilla expressing her thoughts and feelings as freely and openly as though her companion had been one of her own age and sex.
"You are going to see, if it is goot or bad to tell her that she has had those nice white arms of hers round the wrong brodder. You are going to tell me afterwards, if you dare say to her, in plain English words, 'Blue-Face is the man." We found Lucilla in the sitting-room.
Finch solemnly stalked up to his daughter; laid his hands on her head; raised his eyes to the ceiling; and said in bass notes that rumbled with paternal emotion, "Bless you, my child!" At the sound of her husband's magnificent voice, Mrs. Finch became herself again. She said meekly, "How d'ye do, Lucilla?" and sat down in a corner, and suckled the baby. Mr. Finch set in for one of his harangues.
I am compelled to state that her dress is not a suitable one in which to appear before a stranger." "Excuse me," said Dickory; "and I beg, madam, that you will convey to her my thanks for making me such an excellent hat." A little later Mander joined Dickory. "I am sorry, sir," said he, "that I am not able to present you to my daughter Lucilla.
This description of Lucilla must, I need scarcely repeat, be considered as applicable to her at some years distant from the time in which the young Englishman first attracted her childish but ardent imagination.
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