theshrubberybehindthehouse,theysawthehousekeeperingtowardsthem,and,concludingthatshecametocallthemtotheirmother,wentforwardtomeether;but,insteadoftheexpectedsummons,whentheyapproachedher,shesaidtoMissBen,“Ibegyourpardon,madam,forinterruptingyou,butIwasinhopesyoumighthavegotsomegoodnewsfromtown,soItookthelibertyofingtoask.”
“Whatdoyoumean,Hill?Weletter.”
fromthencetothelibrary;theirfatherwasinneither;andtheywereonthepointofseekinghimupstairswiththeirmother,whentheyweremetbythebutler,whosaid:
“Ifyouarelookingformymaster,ma'am,heiswalkingtowardsthelittlecopse.”
Uponthisinformation,theyinstantlypassedthroughthehalloncemore,andranacrossthelawnaftertheirfather,whowasdeliberatelypursuinghiswaytowardsasmallwoodononesideofthepaddock.
Jane,whowasnotsolightnorsomuchinthehabitofrunningasElizabeth,soonlaggedbehind,whilehersister,pantingforbreath,cameupwithhim,andeagerlycriedout:
“Oh,papa,whatnews―whatnews?Haveyouheardfrommyuncle?”
“YesIhavehadaletterfromhimbyexpress.”
“Well,andwhatnewsdoesitbring―goodorbad?”
“Whatisthereofgtitisabout.”
GracechurchStreet,Monday,August2.
“MydearBrother,
“AtlastIamabletosendyousometidingsofmyniece,a;itisenoughtoknowtheyarediscovered.Ihaveseenthemboth―”
“ThenitisasIalwayshoped,”criedJane;“theyaremarbeingso;butifyouarewillingtoperformtheengagementswhichIhaveventuredtottlement,herequalshareofthefivethousandpoundssecuredamongyourchildrenafterthedeceaseofyourselfandmysister;and,moreover,toenterintoanengagementsitationinickham'scircumst;andIamhappytosaytherewillbesomelittlemoney,evenwhenallhisdebtsaredtinyournamethroughoutthewholeofthisbusiness,Iwillimmediatelygagain;therefossredtheletter?”criedElizabeth.
“No;butitmustbedonesoon.”
Mostearnestlydidshethenentreatyhimtolosenomoretimebeforehewrote.
“Letmewriteforyou,”saidJane,“ifyoudislikethetroubleyourself.”
“Idislikeitverymuch,”hereplied;“butitmustbedone.”
Andsosaying,heturnedbackwiththem,andwalkedtowardsthehouse.
“AndmayIask―”saidElizabeth;“buttheterms,Isuppose,mustbepliedwith.”
“Compliedwith!Iamonlyashamedofhisaskingsolittle.”
“AndtheymustIwantverymuchtoknow;oneis,howmuchmoneyyourunclehaslaiddowntobringitabout;andtheother,howamIevertopayhim.”
“Money!Myuncle!”criedJane,“whatdoyoumean,sir?”
“Imean,thatnomaninhispropersenseswouldmarryLydiaonsoslightatemptationasonehundredayearduringmylife,andfiftyafterIamgone.”
“Thatisverytrue,”saidElizabeth;mustbemyuncle'sdoings!Generous,goodman,Iamafraidhehasdistressedhimself.Asmallsumcouldnotdoallthis.”
“No,”saidherfather;“Wickham'safoolifhetakesherwithafarthinglessthantenthousandpounds.Ishouldbesorrytothinksoillofhim,intheverybeginningofourrelationship.”
“Tenthousandpounds!Heavenforbid!Howishalfsuchasumtoberepaid?”