What joy it was! They said it was an ugly dark house, but Aurelia's
presence was perfect content to them, and theirs was to her comparative
felicity, assuring her as they did, through their childish talk, of
Sir Amyas's unbroken love and of Mr. Belamour's endeavours to find
her. What mattered it that Madge was more offended than ever, and
refused to make the slightest exertion for "the Wayland brats at
that time of night" without warning. They had enough for supper, and
if Aurelia had not, their company was worth much more to her than a
full meal. The terrier's rushes after rats were only diversion now,
and when all three nestled together in the big bed, the fun was more
delightful than ever. Between those soft caressing creatures Aurelia
heard no rats, and could well bear some kicks at night, and being
drummed awake at some strange hour in the morning.
Mrs. Loveday arrive soon after the little party had gone down stairs.
She said the children were to remain until her ladyship had decided
where to send them; and she confirmed their report that his Honour
was recovering quickly. As soon as he was sufficiently well to leave
Bowstead he was to be brought to London, and married to Lady Arabella
before going abroad to make the grand tour; and as a true well-wisher,
Mrs.
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