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Strange to say, she had succeeded until that morning. It was to her a priceless treasure all the more inestimable because she could not read a word of it. But on that unlucky morning, Parnel had caught a glimpse of the precious parcel, always hidden in Maude's bosom, and had immediately endeavoured to snatch it from her.
Hawkestone can have no fitter inhabitants than giants of mighty bone and bold emprise ; men of lawless courage and heroic violence. Hawkestone should be described by Milton, and Ilam by Parnel. Miss Hill shewed the whole succession of wonders with great civility. The house was magnificent, compared with the rank of the owner. We left Combermere, where we have been treated with great civility.
"I have ne father ne mother," responded Maude, sorrowfully, "ne none to care for me in all the wide world." "Careth Mistress Drew nought for thee?" Maude's laugh was bitterly negative. "Ne Parnel, thy fellow?" "Poor Maude!" said Bertram, looking concerned. "Wouldst have me care for thee? May be I could render thy life somewhat lighter. If I talked with Parnel "
"I pray you of pardon, Mistress! Parnel, my fellow, ran after me and affrighted me." "Wherefore ran she after thee?" "Because she would needs see what I bare in my bosom, and I was loth she so should, lest she should do it hurt." "What is that? I will do it no hurt." Maude looked up again, and felt as if she could trust that face with any thing.
"Mistress Drew hath bidden me lay out divers herbs against she cometh." "What herbs be they?" inquired Parnel demurely, with an assumption of gravity and superior knowledge which Maude knew, from sad experience, to mask some project of mischief. But knowing also that peril lay in silence, no less than in compliance, she reluctantly gave the information.
So merely saying "You will not give it Parnel, Mistress?" she drew forth her treasure and put it into the lady's hand. "I will give it to none saving thine own self. Dost know what it is, little maid?" "No, Mistress, in good sooth." "How earnest by it? 'Tis a part of a book." "My mother, that is dead, charged me to keep it; for it was all she had for to give me.
Suddenly breaking off, Parnel, who could be as quick as a lizard when she chose, quitted her hold, and vanished out of sight in some incomprehensible manner, as Ursula Drew marched into the kitchen. "Now, then, where be those herbs?" demanded that authority, in a tone indicative of a whipping. "Mistress, I could not help it!" sobbed the worried child.
Ursula's temper, too, did not improve with time; and Parnel, the associate and contemporary of Maude, was by no means to be mistaken for an angel. Parnel was three years older than Maude, and much better acquainted with her work.
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