CHAPTER XXXVIII
_A MIDNIGHT DEPARTURE_
'I'm going this minute--I--I want to know'--another glance at the
door--'are you really quite comfortable here?'
'Quite,' I answered promptly.
'You have only your cousin's company?' he continued, glancing at the table,
which was laid for two.
'Yes; but Milly and I are very happy together.'
'That's very nice; but I think there are no teachers, you see--painters,
and singers, and that sort of thing that is usual with young ladies. No
teachers of that kind--of _any_ kind--are there?' 'No; my uncle thinks it
better I should lay in a store of health, he says.'
'I know; and the carriage and horses have not come; how soon are they
expected?'
'I really can't say, and I assure you I don't much care. I think running
about great fun.'
'You walk to church?'
'Yes; Uncle Silas's carriage wants a new wheel, he told me.'
'Ay, but a young woman of your rank, you know, it is not usual she should
be without the use of a carriage. Have you horses to ride?'
I shook my head.
'Your uncle, you know, has a very liberal allowance for your maintenance
and education.
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