In general, Lily liked to listen
to conversation in silence, but she was now in very high spirits, and
could not be quiet; fortunately, she had no interest in the subject
the gentlemen were discussing, so that she could not meddle with
that, and finding Alethea silent and Claude out of reach, she turned
to Reginald, and talked and tittered with him all dinner-time.
In the drawing-room she had it all her own way, and talked enough for
all the sisters.
'Have you heard that Cousin Rotherwood is coming?'
'Yes, you said so before dinner.'
'We hope,' said Emily, 'that you and Mr. Weston will dine here on
Tuesday. The Carringtons are coming, and a few others.'
'Thank you,' said Alethea; 'I daresay papa will be very glad to
come.'
'Have you ever seen Rotherwood?' said Lilias.
'Never,' was the reply.
'Do not expect much,' said Lily, laughing, though she knew not why;
'he is a very little fellow; no one would suppose him to be twenty,
he has such a boyish look. Then he never sits down--'
'Literally?' said Emily.
'Literally,' persisted Lily; 'such a quick person you never did see.'
'Is he at Oxford?'
'Oh yes! it was all papa's doing that he was sent to Eton.
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