She thought Mr. Belamour's tones unwontedly
low and depressed, but no reference was made to the Sunday, and she
was glad enough to plunge into the council of Olympus.
A day or two later, Dame Wheatfield sent her husband with an urgent
invitation to Miss Amoret with her sisters and cousin to be present
at her harvest home. Mrs. Aylward, with a certain tone of contempt,
gave her sanction to their going with Molly, by the help of the
little pony cart used about the gardens. Aurelia, in high glee,
told Mr. Belamour, who encouraged her to describe all her small
adventures, and was her oracle in all the difficult questions that
Fidelia's childish wisdom was wont to start.
"To Wheatfield's farm, did you say? That is in Sedhurst. There are
but three fields between it and the church."
Presently he added: "I am tempted to ask a great kindness, though I
know not whether it will be possible to you."
"Indeed, sir, I will do my utmost."
"There are two graves in Sedhurst Church, I have never dared to
inquire about them. Would it be asking too much from my gentle
friend to beg of her to visit them, and let me hear of them."
"I will, I will, sir, with all my heart."
By eight o'clock the next evening she was again with him, apologizing
for being late.
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