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Woodbourne, to tell her some horrible stories of hydrophobia; and Elizabeth, in hopes of lessening the impression such stories were likely to make on Mrs. Woodbourne's mind, listened also, sometimes not very courteously correcting evident exaggerations, and at others contradicting certain statements.
'Well, I suppose that is another hundred a year out of Mr. Woodbourne's pocket, said Mrs. Hazleby; 'enough to ruin his family. 'I am sure, said Elizabeth, beginning to grow angry, 'Papa had rather do his duty as a clergyman, than lay up thousands for us. 'Fine talking for young things, said Mrs.
'Mistaken kindness, said Elizabeth, as she opened the drawing-room door. In a moment they were overwhelmed with inquiries for 'the sweet little sufferer, as Mrs. Dale called her. 'I only hope there is no fear of the dog's being mad, observed that lady. 'Oh! there is no danger of that, said Elizabeth, knowing how such a terror would dwell on Mrs. Woodbourne's spirits. 'See, he can drink. Mrs.
'My delinquencies made very little impression on you, then, said Anne; 'I went on very fluently with the story till just as I had pronounced the words, "two-legged blackbirds," I saw Uncle Woodbourne's eye upon me, as he sat just opposite, with all its cold heavy sternness of expression, and at the same moment I heard a strange suppressed snort behind my chair.
'Your Papa was pleased with what he saw of Major Hazleby last year, said Lady Merton. 'Oh yes, Lizzie likes him very much, said Anne; 'it is the lady of whom she has such a horror. 'I should fancy, said Lady Merton, 'that Mrs. Woodbourne's horror of her was almost equal to Lizzie's. 'Kind gentle Aunt Mildred, said Anne, 'do you think she ever had a horror of anyone?
The two cousins had a pleasant morning walk up the hill, enjoying the freshness of the morning air, and watching the various symptoms of wakening in the town. They carried the keys of the church with them, as no clerk had as yet been appointed, and they were still in Mr. Woodbourne's possession, so that it was not necessary to call anyone to open the doors for them.
Sir Edward Merton was brother to Mr. Woodbourne's first wife, the mother of Elizabeth, Katherine, and Helen; he had been Mr.
Woodbourne's eye, and seeing her look anxious, she remembered Winifred's disaster, and took the first opportunity of hastening up-stairs to see whether the little girl's hand was still in as favourable a state as when she left her. A few moments after she had quitted the room, Sir Edward Merton approached Mrs. Bouverie, and took the place beside her, which Elizabeth had lately occupied.
Woodbourne's kindness, she sprung up, threw her arms round his neck, kissed him, and taking one more look to see that his eyes no longer wore the expression which she dreaded, she darted off to her own room, to give a free course to the tears with which she had long been struggling.
Turner the instant the Hazlebys had left Abbeychurch, to tell her that the excursion had been entirely without Mr. Woodbourne's knowledge or consent. 'For, said she, 'that is the least I can do towards repairing what can never be repaired. 'I am not sure that that would be quite a wise measure, my dear Lizzie, said Mrs. Woodbourne. 'Certainly not, said Mr.
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