house might be lost to them
while they were bargaining for it.

"O, mamma, never mind what he says about its being dear," said she, "I
dare say it will not ruin us."

"Not exactly," said Mrs. Langford, smiling, "but gentlemen consider it a
disgrace not to make a good bargain, and Uncle Geoffrey must be allowed
to have his own way."

"O but, mamma, suppose some one else should take it."

"A village house is not like these summer lodgings, which are snapped up
before you can look at them," said Mrs. Langford; "I have no fears but
that it is to be had." But Henrietta could not help fancying that her
mother would regard it somewhat as a reprieve, if the bargain was to go
off independently of any determination of hers.

Still she had made up her mind to look cheerfully at the scheme, and
often talked of it with pleasure, to which the cordial and affectionate
letters of her father-in-law and the rest of the family, conduced not a
little. She now fully perceived that it had only been from forbearance,
that they had not before urged her return, and as she saw how earnestly
it was desired by Mr. and Mrs. Langford, reproached herself as for
a weakness for not having sooner resolved upon her present step.
Henrietta's work was rather to keep up her spirits at the prospect,
than to prevent her from changing her purpose, which never altered,
respecting a return to the neighbourhood of Knight Sutton, though
whether to the house of the tempting name, was a question which remained
in agitation during the rest of the autumn, for as surely as Rome was
not built in a day, so surely cannot a house be bought or sold in a day,
especially when a clever and cautious lawyer acts for one party.

Matters thus dragged on, till the space before the Christmas holidays
was reckoned by weeks, instead of months, and as Mrs. Frederick Langford
laughingly said, she should be fairly ashamed to meet her boy again at
their present home. She therefore easily allowed herself to be persuaded
to accept Mr. Langford's invitation to take up her quarters at the Hall,
and look about her a little before finally deciding upon the Pleasance.
Christmas at Knight Sutton Hall had the greatest charms in the eyes
of Henrietta and Frederick; for many a time had they listened to the
descriptions given con amore by Beatrice Langford, to whom that place
had ever been a home, perhaps the more beloved, because the other half
of her life was spent in London.

It was a gre