Sir John's own carriage was to arrive to fetch the ladies to the Park.
Cherry Court Park was between two and three miles away from Cherry
Court School, and Mrs. Clavering and her three pupils greatly enjoyed
their drive to the splendid old place. Kitty had been there twice
before, once with her father and once without him, but neither Florence
nor Mary had ever seen the interior of the Park. Mary's exclamations
of rapture as they drove under the overhanging trees and down the long
winding avenue were frequent and enthusiastic. Florence, however,
scarcely spoke; she was not a girl to be much impressed by external
beauty; she was thinking all the time how she could keep the best and
most amiable part of her character to the fore. What did Sir John mean
to do? What sort of test was he going to apply to her? She felt that
she must be armed on every point.
"My dear girls," said Mrs. Clavering, just as they were approaching the
house, "I see you are all a little nervous, thinking that a somewhat
strange test will be applied to you to-day, but I assure you, my dears,
that nothing of the kind is intended, and I beg of you, as you wish to
impress your kind host favorably, to be at any cost natural and true to
yourselves. Florence dear, I would specially beg of you to remember my
words. Don't set your heart too much on any earthly good thing, my
child, for often those who lose gain more than those who win."
But Florence shook off the gentle hand; she could scarcely stand Mrs.
Clavering's words just then, and avoided meeting her eyes.
Sir John stood on the steps of his magnificent old house to welcome his
guests. As the carriage drew up beside the porch he came down and
extended his hand to each.
"Welcome, welcome," he said, "thrice welcome! What a lovely day we
have! Mrs. Clavering, I hope to have the privilege of taking you round
my gardens, which are just in their autumn prime, and as to you three
girls, will you amuse yourselves exactly as you please until
luncheon-time?"
"Thank you so much," said Mary, in her blunt voice. She could never
act a part to save her life. "That is just what I should like best to
do," she added, smiling and dimpling. She had a jolly little face,
somewhat tanned with the sun, two round good-humored brown eyes, and a
wide mouth. Her teeth were white, however, and her smile pleasant.
"Kitty, my dear," said Sir John, turning to Kitty Sharston, "you have
been here before and I depute to you the task of doing the honors.
Take the girls wherever you please. If, for instance," added Sir John,
"you three would like to have a row on the lake there is the boat all
moored and ready. Kitty, you know how to handle an oar?"
"Rather," said Kitty; "I have rowed more or less since I could walk."
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