ry, as he stood at the very top of the gate,
like a bird upon a perch, "who are those fine people?"

"They are the great folks," replied John, "who are come to live at Sir
Charles Noble's. They call them Honourable--by way of distinction--the
Honourable Mr. and Mrs. Darwell, and they are immensely rich; and that
is their only child, for they have but one--and she, to be sure, is no
small treasure, as people say, and they never can make enough of her."

"What is her name, John?" asked Lucy.

"Don't ask me, Miss," replied John; "for though I have heard the name,
I could not pretend to speak it properly, it is so unaccountably fine."

"I should like to hear it," said Emily.

"And that you will be sure to do soon, Miss," answered John; "for all
the country is talking about the family, and they say they are uncommon
grand."

"But, John," said Henry, "when will you come and nail the benches in my
hut? Will you come now? Shall I fetch the hammer and nails?"

"No, master," returned John, "you need not fetch them, for I have them
here in this basket, and was just going when I saw the coach."

"Away then," cried Henry, jumping from the top of the gate, and running
before, whilst John followed close behind him, and Lucy and Emily came
afterwards, talking of the fair little lady.

Story of a Holiday

[Illustration: Henry looked along the road]

One day a letter came from Mrs. Goodriche to say that she was going
early the next day to the town, in a hired chaise, and that she hoped
to be back again in the evening; she added that, as she should be quite
alone, it would be a great pleasure to her to take up Mrs. Fairchild
and one of the little people to go with her to town, and she would set
them down again at their gate.

Mrs. Fairchild thought this a very neighbourly offer, and it was soon
settled that she should go, and take Lucy with her, and that Mr.
Fairchild should get the horse he often rode and attend the carriage.

Lucy very much pressed her mother to take Emily instead of herself, but
it was Lucy's turn to go out when there was a scheme only for one, and
I don't think that Emily would have taken it from her on any account.
So an answer was written to Mrs. Goodriche, and her kind invitation
accepted.

There was a good deal of talking and settling with Lucy about what
Emily and Henry wanted her to get for them in the town, before they
went to bed. Emily had one shilling and sixpence, and Henry tenpence,