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their father!  The German saw her dismay; and began to say how unlike her Ida was to her brothersso truthful; so gentle; and courteous; but poor Christabel could not get over the thought of the ease and readiness with which deceit came to these boys。  Could their daily companions; Samuel and Henry; have learnt the same effrontery; and be deceiving her all this time?  No; no; she could not; would not think it!  Assuredly not of Sam!  She was very glad not to see the boys again; and went home with her pupils; rather heavy…hearted; at eight o'clock; just as Ida was to put on her white muslin and pink ribbons; and go down after dinner for half an hour。

There were many kisses at parting; and a whole box of sweets; done up in beautifully coloured and gold and silver paper; presented to the little visitors; but it might be supposed that the girls were tired; for there was a fretful snarling all the way across the park; because Elizabeth insisted that the gifts should be called bon…bons; and the others would hear of nothing but goodies。  Nobody looked at the beautiful evening sky; nor at the round red moon coming up like a lamp behind the trees; nor at the first stars peeping out; nor even at the green light of the glow…wormall which were more beautiful than anything Ida had shown them; except perhaps the hothouse flowers; and at last two such cross ill…tempered voices sounded from Bessie and Annie; that Christabel turned round and declared that she should not let the sugar…plums be touched for a week if another word were said about them。

She hoped that when the visit was over it would be done with; but no such thing。  Though Susan was her own good hearty self; Elizabeth had not recovered either on that day of the next from the effects of the pleasuring。  On each she cried over her lessons; and was cross at whatever the boys said to her; made a fuss about keeping the ornamental cases of the bon…bons; and went about round…backed; peevish; and discontented; finding everything flat and ugly after her one peep at the luxuries of the Park。  Her farthings melted away fast; but she seemed to think this her misfortune; not her fault。 She did not try to talk to Miss Fosbrook; feeling perhaps that she was in a naughty mood; which she would not try to shake off; and she made no attempt to go on with her present for her Mamma; it looked so poor and trumpery after the beautiful things she had seen。

Nor did Christabel like to remind her of it; fearing that the occasion for giving it might never come; but she did feel that it was a mournful thing to see the child; who was in danger of so fearful a sorrow; wasting her grief in pining after foolish fancies; and turning what should have been a refreshing holiday into an occasion of longing after what she thus made into pomps and vanities of this wicked world。  Christabel had heard that people who murmur among blessings often have those blessings snatched away; and this made her tremble for poor little discontented Elizabeth。



CHAPTER X。



〃There!〃 exclaimed Susan; 〃I really have got a letter from Papa himself。  What a prize!〃

〃You'll have to mind your Grosvenor when you answer HIM;〃 said Sam; 〃but hollo; what's the matter?〃

For Susan's eyes had grown large; and her whole face scarlet; and she gave a little cry as she read。

〃Your Mamma; my dear?〃 asked Miss Fosbrook。

〃Oh; MammaMamma is so very ill!〃 and Susan throw the letter down; and broke into a fit of sobbing。

Sam caught it up; and Elizabeth came to read it with him; both standing still and not speaking a word; but staring at the letter with their eyes fixed。

〃What is it; my dear?〃 said Miss Fosbrook; tenderly putting her arm round Susan; but she sobbed too much to make a word distinct; and Bessie held out the letter to her governess; looking white; and too much awed to speak。

Captain Merrifield wrote in short; plain; sad words; that he thought it right that his children should know how matters stood。  The doctors' treatment; for which their mother had been taken to London; had not succeeded; but had occasioned such terrible illness; that unless by the mercy of God she became much better in the course of a day or two; she could not live。  If she should be worse; he would either write or telegraph; and Susan and Sam must be ready to set out at once on the receipt of such a message; and come up by the next train to London; where they should be met at the station。  He had promised their mother that in case of need he would send for them。


God bless you; my poor children; and have mercy on us all! Your loving father; H。 MERRIFIELD。


That was all; and Christabel felt; more than even the children did; from how full and heavy a heart those words had been written。

Though she hardly knew how to speak; she tried to comfort Susan by showing her that her father had evidently not given up all hope; but Susan was crying more at the thought of her Mamma's present illness and pain than with fear of the future; and Sam said sadly; 〃He would not have written at all unless it had been very bad indeed。〃

〃Yes;〃 said Miss Fosbrook; 〃but I believe; in cases like this; there is often great fear; and then very speedy improvement。〃

〃Oh dear;〃 said Bessie; speaking for the first time; 〃I know it will be。  Little girls in story…books always do have their mammasdie!〃

〃Story…books are all nonsense; so it won't happen;〃 said Sam; and really it seemed as if the habit of contradicting Bessie had suggested to him the greatest consolation that had yet occurred。

Just then Henry and the younger ones came in; and learnt the tidings。 Henry wept as bitterly as his elder sister; and John and Annie both did the same; but David did not speak one word; as if he hardly took in what was the matter; and; going to the window; took up his lesson… books as usual。

〃It is nine o'clock; Hal;〃 said Sam presently。

〃Oh; we can't go to Mr。 Carey to…day;〃 said Hal。

〃Yes; we shall;〃 returned Sam。

〃Oh don't;〃 cried Susan。  〃Suppose a telegraph should come!〃

〃Well; then you can send for me;〃 said Sam。  〃Come; Hal。〃

〃How can you; Sam?〃 said Henry crossly; 〃I know Mr。 Carey will give us leave when he knows。〃

〃I don't want leave;〃 said Sam; 〃I don't want to kick up a row; as you'll do if you stay at home。〃

〃Well then; if the message comes; I shall take Susie to London instead of you。  I'm sure they want me most!〃

〃No; go down to Mr。 Carey's with your brother; if you please; Hal;〃 said Miss Fosbrook decidedly。  〃If he should tell you not to stay; I can't help it; but you will none of you do any good by hanging about without doing your daily duties。〃

Hal saw he had no chance; and marched off; muttering about its being very hard。  Sam picked up his books; and turned to go; with a grave steady look that was quite manly in its sadness; only stopping to say; 〃Now; Jackie; you be good!Please Miss Fosbrook; let him run down after me if the message comes; and I'll be back before the horse is out。〃

Miss Fosbrook promised; and could not help shaking hands with the brave boy; if only to show that she felt with him。

〃Then must we all do our lessons?〃 asked Annie disconsolately; when he was gone。

〃Yes; my dear; I think we shall all be the better for not neglecting what we ought to do。  But there is one thing that we can do for your dear Mamma; you know what I mean。  Suppose you each went away alone for five minutes; and were to come back when I ring the little bell?〃

The first to come back was Annie; with the question in a low whisper; 〃Miss Fosbrook; will God make Mamma better if we are very good?〃

Miss Fosbrook kissed her; saying; 〃My dear little girl; I cannot tell。  All I can certainly tell you is; that He hears the prayers of good children; and if it be better for her and for you He will give her back to you。〃

Annie did not quite understand; but she entered into what Miss Fosbrook said enough to wish to be good; so she took up her book; and began to learn with all her might。

Elizabeth would have thought it much more like a little girl in a book to have done no lessons; but have sat thinking; and perhaps reading the Bible all day; but on the whole Elizabeth had hardly thoughts enough to last her so long; nor was she 

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