'How stupid of me,' I exclaimed. 'Milly, dear, this is your cousin, Lady
Knollys.'
'And so _you_ are Millicent. Well, dear, I am very glad to see you.' And
Cousin Monica was on her feet again in an instant, with Milly's hand very
cordially in hers; and she gave her a kiss upon each cheek, and patted her
head.
Milly, I must mention, was a much more presentable figure than when I first
encountered her. Her dresses were at least a quarter of a yard longer.
Though very rustic, therefore, she was not so barbarously grotesque, by any
means.
CHAPTER XXXIX
_COUSIN MONICA AND UNCLE SILAS MEET_
Cousin Monica, with her hands upon Milly's shoulders, looked amusedly and
kindly in her face. 'And,' said she, 'we must be very good friends--you
funny creature, you and I. I'm allowed to be the most saucy old woman in
Derbyshire--quite incorrigibly privileged; and nobody is ever affronted
with me, so I say the most shocking things constantly.'
'I'm a bit that way, myself; and I think,' said poor Milly, making an
effort, and growing very red; she quite lost her head at that point, and
was incompetent to finish the sentiment she had prefaced.
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