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CHAPTERI
ALICEMAYBELL.
InthesmallbreakfastparlourofOulton,apretty
girl,MissAliceMaybell,withherfursandwrappers
abouther,andajourneyoffortymilesbeforeher–not
byrail–toWyvern,hadstooduptohugandkissherold
aunt,andbidhergood-bye.
“Now,dositdownagain;youneednotbeinsuch
ahurry–you’renottogofortenminutesormore,”said
theoldlady;“do,there’sadarling.”
“IfI’mnothomebeforethesungoesdown,aunt,Mr.
Fairfieldwillbesoangry,"saidthegirl,layingahand
oneachshoulderofkindoldLadyWyndale,and
lookingfondly,butalsosadly,intoherface.
“WhichMr.Fairfield,dear–theoldortheyoung
one?”
“OldMr.Fairfield,theSquire,aswecallhim
atWyvern.He’llreallybeangry,andI’malittlebit
afraidofhim,andIwouldnotvexhimfortheworld–he
hasalwaysbeensokind.”
Assheanswered,theyoungladyblushedabeautiful
crimson,andtheoldlady,notobservingit,said–
“Indeed,Idon’tknowwhyIsaidyoung–youngMr.
Fairfieldisoldenough,Ithink,tobeyourfather;but
IwanttoknowhowyoulikedLordTremaine.Itoldyou
howmuchhelikedyou.I’magreatbelieverinfirst
impressions.Hewassocharmedwithyou,whenhesaw
youinWyvernChurch.Ofcourseheoughttohave
beenthinkingofsomethingbetter;butnomatter–the
factwasso,andnowheis,Ireallythink,inlove–very
much–andwhoknows?He’ssuchacharmingperson,
andthereiseverythingtomakeit–Idon’tknowwhat
wordtouse–butyouknowTremaineisquiteabeautiful
place,andhedoesnotoweaguinea.”
“Youdearoldauntie,”saidthegirl,kissingheragain
