"Yes, dear." And I see that both of them are at their prayers.

But this must be owned, that to love one's relatives is not always an
easy task; to live with one's neighbours is sometimes not amusing. From
Jack Lambert's demeanour next day, I could see that his wife had given
him her version of the conversation. Jack was sulky, but not dignified.
He was angry, but his anger did not prevent his appetite. He preached a
sermon for us which was entirely stupid. And little Miles, once more in
sables, sate at his grandfather's side, his little hand placed in that
of the kind old man.

Would he stay and keep house for us during our Virginian trip? The
housekeeper should be put under the full domination of Hetty. The
butler's keys should be handed over to him; for Gumbo, not I thought
with an over good grace, was to come with us to Virginia: having,
it must be premised, united himself with Mrs. Molly in the bonds of
matrimony, and peopled a cottage in my park with sundry tawny Gumbos.
Under the care of our good General and his daughter we left our house,
then; we travelled to London, and thence to Bristol, and our obsequious
agent there had the opportunity of declaring that he should offer up
prayers for our prosperity, and of vowing that children so beautiful as
ours (we had an infant by this time to accompany Miles) were never seen
on any ship before. We made a voyage without accident. How strange the
feeling was as we landed from our boat at Richmond! A coach and a host
of negroes were there in waiting to receive us; and hard by a gentleman
on horseback, with negroes in our livery, too, who sprang from his horse
and rushed up to embrace us. Not a little charmed were both of us to see
our dearest Hal. He rode with us to our mother's door. Yonder she stood
on the steps to welcome us; and Theo knelt down to ask her blessing.

Harry rode in the coach with us as far as our mother's house; but would
not, as he said, spoil sport by entering with us. "She sees me," he
owned, "and we are pretty good friends; but Fanny and she are best
apart; and there is no love lost between 'em, I can promise you. Come
over to me at the Tavern, George, when thou art free. And to-morrow I
shall have the honour to present her sister to Theo. 'Twas only from
happening to be in town yesterday that I heard the ship was signalled,
and waited to see you. I have sent a negro boy home to my wife, and
she'll be here to pay her respects to my Lady Warrington.