`I know, Rachel--I've heard all about him; but he's reformed now. And they have no business to tell tales about their masters.'

`No, mum--or else, they have said some things about Mr Huntingdon too.'

`I won't hear them, Rachel; they tell lies.'

`Yes, mum,' said she, quietly, as she went on arranging my hair.

`Do you believe them, Rachel?' I asked, after a short pause.

`No, miss, not all, You know when a lot of servants gets together, they like to talk about their betters: and some, for a bit of swagger, likes to make it appear as though they knew more than they do, and to throw out hints and things, just to astonish the others. But I think, if I was you, Miss Helen, I'd look very well before I leaped. I do believe a young lady can't be too careful who she marries.'

`Of course not,' said I--`but be quick, will you, Rachel? I want to be dressed.'

And indeed, I was anxious to be rid of the good woman, for I was in such a melancholy frame I could hardly keep the tears out of my eyes while she dressed me. It was not for Lord Lowborough--it was not for Annabella--it was not for myself--it was for Arthur Huntingdon that they rose.


13th. They are gone--and he is gone, We are to be parted for more than two months--above ten weeks! a long, long time to live and not to see him. But he has promised to write often, and made me promise to write still oftener, because he will be busy settling his affairs, and I shall have nothing better to do, Well, I think I shall always have plenty to say--But O! for the time when we shall be always together, and can exchange our thoughts without the intervention of these cold go-betweens, pen, ink, and paper!


22nd. I have had several letters from Arthur, already. They are not long, but passing sweet, and just like himself--full of ardent affection, and playful, lively humour: but--there is always a but in this imperfect world--and I do wish he would sometimes be serious. I cannot get him to write or speak in real, solid earnest. I don't much mind it now; but if it be always so, what shall I do with the serious part of myself?

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