ed, her breast heaved.
The wife taking the husband's part against the child, and comprehending
so well what the child felt not, despite its experience of every day,
and what the world would never know, despite all the vigilance of its
praise and its blame, was a picture, to my taste, finer than any in the
collection.

Her face softened as she saw the tears in Fanny's bright hazel eyes; she
held out her hand, which her child kissed tenderly; and whispering, "'T
is not the giddy word you must go by, mamma, or there will be something
to forgive every minute," Miss Trevanion glided from the room.

"Have you a sister?" asked Lady Ellinor.

"No."

"And Trevanion has no son," she said, mournfully. The blood rushed to my
cheeks. Oh, young fool again! We were both silent, when the door opened,
and Mr. Trevanion entered. "Humph!" said he, smiling as he saw me,--and
his smile was charming, though rare. "Humph, young sir, I came to seek
for you,--I have been rude, I fear; pardon it. That thought has only
just occurred to me, so I left my Blue Books, and my amanuensis hard
at work on them, to ask you to come out for half an hour,--just half an
hour, it is all I can give you: a deputation at one! You dine and sleep
here, of course?"

"Ah, sir, my mother will be so uneasy if I am not in town to-night!"

"Pooh!" said the member; "I'll send an express."

"Oh, no indeed; thank you."

"Why not?"

I hesitated. "You see, sir, that my father and mother are both new to
London; and though I am new too, yet they may want me,--I may be of
use." Lady Ellinor put her hand on my head and sleeked down my hair as I
spoke.

"Right, young man, right; you will do in the world, wrong as that is.
I don't mean that you'll succeed, as the rogues say,--that's another
question; but if you don't rise, you'll not fall. Now put on your hat
and come with me; we'll walk to the lodge,--you will be in time for a
coach."

I took my leave of Lady Ellinor, and longed to say something about
"compliments to Miss Fanny;" but the words stuck in my throat, and my
host seemed impatient.

"We must see you soon again," said Lady Ellinor, kindly, as she followed
us to the door.

Mr. Trevanion walked on briskly and in silence, one hand in his bosom,
the other swinging carelessly a thick walkingstick.

"But I must go round by the bridge," said I, "for I forgot my knapsack.
I threw it off when I made my leap, and the old lady certainly never
took charge of it."