The necessity that drove her away was, by this time, very well understood by every one; but Mrs Beauclerc took care to tell those who mentioned the subject to her, the heads of Adeline's story; and to add always, 'and I have reason to believe that, as soon as she is settled in town, she will be extremely well married.' To the mulatto the change in Adeline's plans was particularly pleasing, as it would bring her nearer her son, and nearer William, from whom nothing but a sense of grateful duty to Adeline would so long have divided her. But Savanna imagined that Adeline's removal was owing to her having at last determined to marry Mr Berrendale; an event which she, for Adeline's sake, earnestly wished to take place, though for her own she was undecided whether to desire it or not, as Mr Berrendale might not, perhaps, be as contented with her services as Adeline was. While these thoughts were passing in Savanna's mind, and her warm and varying feelings were expressed by alternate smiles and tears, Mr Berrendale arrived from town: and as Savanna opened the door to him, she, half whimpering, half smiling, dropped him a very respectful curtsey, and looked at him with eyes full of unusual significance. 'Well, Savanna, what has happened?--Anything new or extraordinary since my absence?' said Berrendale. 'Me tink not of wat hav appen, but what will happen,' replied Savanna. 'And what is going to happen?' returned Berrendale, seating himself in the parlour, 'and where is your mistress?' 'She dress herself, that dear misses,' replied Savanna, lingering with the door in her hand, 'and I,--ope to have a dear massa too.' 'What!' cried Berrendale, starting wildly from his seat, 'what did you say?' 'Why me ope my misses be married soon.' 'Married! to whom?' cried Berrendale, seizing her hand, and almost breathless with alarm. 'Why, to you, sure,' exclaimed Savanna, 'and den me hope you will not turn away poor Savanna?' 'What reason you have, my dear Savanna, for talking thus, I cannot tell; nor dare I give way to the sweet hopes which you excite: but, if it be true that I may hope, depend on it you shall cook my wedding dinner, and then I am sure it will be a good one.' 'Can full joy eat?' asked the mulatto thoughtfully. 'A good dinner is a good thing, Savanna,' replied Berrendale, 'and ought never to be slighted.' 'Me good dinner day I marry, but I not eat it.--O sir, pity people look best in dere wedding clothes, but my William look well all day and every day, and perhaps you will too, sir; and den I ope to cook your wedding dinner, next day dinner, and all your dinners.'