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"Perhaps I do," she replied, laughing; "but now, aunt, is it not more
comfortable to feel you have nothing to do but talk or listen, instead
of being obliged to interrupt a pleasant conversation to get ready for
lunch in a great hurry?"
"Ah, yes, I daresay you are right, Mary; but now, before I tell you one
cause of my visit I must hear all the news. Do you like your house as
well as ever?"
"Yes, quite; indeed I may say, better, for the garden is repaying the
money we laid out upon it last year, and we have obtained such a nice
school for Freddy."
"Your flowers are beautiful, I can see so far," said Mrs. Herbert--and
so of one thing and another the ladies continued to talk, till at last,
after Mary's drawings had been examined, her German lessons described,
as well as the beautiful grey mare her father had given her--Mrs.
Herbert said, "When will Edward be at home, Maria?"
"Not before five; we dine at six. If you wish to see him you must stay
to dinner."
"I would rather not do so; it will make my return home so late. Do you
think I may venture to take Mary away for a week or ten days without
asking her father's consent?"
"Oh, aunt, I'm afraid not," said Mary, "if you wish me to visit you in
Park Lane."
"Only for a day or two, my dear. Your uncle and I are going to Oxford
for a week on a special invitation from Charles, and in his letter he
says I am to be sure and bring Mary."
"It is no use to look so anxiously at me, my dear," said Mrs. Armstrong;
"I could not decide myself in such a matter; you must persuade your aunt
to stay to dinner, and then she can ask your father herself."
"Would you like to go, Mary?" said her aunt.
"Oh yes, above all things, aunt. I went to Cambridge once with papa, but
he says it is nothing to Oxford. We shall be able to visit the colleges,
and the museum, and libraries. I've read about them; and to visit such
ancient, antique places, will be a great treat."
"Charles seems to think," replied her aunt, "that there is nothing so
likely to attract visitors to Oxford as the grand commemoration which
takes place once in three years, and is to happen this year. I suppose,
from what he says, that it will be a very gay and exciting time at
Oxford."
"Can you manage without me, mamma?" asked Mary, suddenly.
"Certainly, darling; I would not deprive you of such a pleasure for a
great deal."
"Then if aunt cannot stay I'll ask papa myself, and perhaps he will take
me to Park Lane to-morrow, when he goes to town."
"I should like to have a decision to-day, my dear, that I may write to
Charles and tell him when to expect us, so I suppose I must stay, for I
intend to take you back with me this evening, Mary; and as it is
daylight till ten o'clock, we need not mind being late."
This decision gave pleasure to both mother and daughter; and after
luncheon Mary left the sisters to their pleasant afternoon chat, while
she went to pack a box with various articles which she knew she should
require for so long a visit.
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