In confirmation of the startling fact Wat, who had had a special
invitation from the Marquis, was sitting in the phaeton in his best
black velvet coat. Jane only hoped that Emily would not look out of
the window, or she would certainly go into fits on seeing them arrive
with the old phaeton, the thick-legged cart-horse, and Wat Greenwood
for a driver; and Reginald, after much growling at Maurice, much
bawling at William's door, and, as Jane said, romping and roaring in
all parts of the house, was forced to be resigned to his fate, and
all the way to Hetherington held a very amusing conversation with his
good-natured friend the keeper.
They were overtaken, nodded to, and passed by the rest of their
party. Maurice had been reduced to ride the pony, William came with
the 'Westons, and the chariot load was just as had been before
arranged.
Claude came out to meet them at the door, saying, 'I need not have
gone so early. What do you think has become of the hero of the day?
Guess, I will just give you this hint,
"Though on pleasure he was bent, he had no selfish mind."'
'Oh! the Aylmers, I suppose,' said Lilias.
'Right, Lily, he heard something at dinner yesterday about a school
for clergymen's sons, which struck him as likely to suit young
Devereux Aylmer, and off he set at seven o'clock this morning to
Raynham, to breakfast with Mrs.
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