Eleanor and Lilias both rose, and came towards her but
Claude made them a sign, and led her away.
'What a fine story this will be for Reginald,' said William.
'And for Rotherwood,' said Mr. Mohun.
'I do not see how it happened,' said Eleanor.
'Of course Ada did it herself,' said William.
'Of course,' said Maurice. 'It was all from Emily's setting them to
seal her letter, that is plain now.'
'Would not Ada have said so?' asked Eleanor.
Lily sighed at the thought of what Eleanor had yet to learn.
'Did you tell them to seal your letter, Emily?' said Mr. Mohun.
'I am sorry to say that I did tell them to send it,' said Emily, 'but
I said nothing about sealing, as Jane remembers, and I forgot that
Maurice's gunpowder was in the room.'
Eleanor shook her head sorrowfully, and looked down at her knitting,
and Lily knew that her mind was made up respecting little Henry's
dwelling-place.
It was some comfort to have raised no false expectations.
'Ada must not be frightened and agitated to-night,' said Mr. Mohun,
'but I hope you will talk to her to-morrow, Eleanor. Well, Claude,
have you made Phyllis understand that she is acquitted?'
'Scarcely,' said Claude; 'she is so overcome and worn out, that I
thought she had better go to bed, and wake in her proper senses to-
morrow.
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