Leila at Home: a continuation of Leila in EnglandTytler, Ann Fraser
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Leila at Home: a continuation of Leila in England
Tytler, Ann Fraser
Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Country life -- Juvenile fiction; Cousins -- Juvenile fiction
“You have indeed been wrong, and very imprudent,” Mr. Howard answered;
“and you have much reason to be grateful for the escape you have made.
You are far too ignorant a horsewoman to be aware of the danger you
exposed yourself to; but don’t let us talk of it any more at present;
you have now got a lesson which I am sure you will not forget; keep
close to us, my dear child, for you are still far too inexperienced to
be trusted for a moment alone.”
They now proceeded without further interruption. Mina was watching for
them at the park gate, and ran by their side all up the approach, they
walking their horses that they might keep pace with her, and Leila
chatting to her as gaily as ever. Mrs. Herbert’s reception of them was
all that was kind and affectionate, as she welcomed Leila to her second
home; and in rambling with Charles and Mina all over the grounds, the
day was passed in much enjoyment. The place was extensive and kept in
the most beautiful order. Leila, however, did not admire it quite so
much as Woodlands; but what interested her greatly was a small
picturesque-looking church which stood in the grounds and its adjoining
parsonage. With this scene she was delighted; and when Charles told her
the parsonage would probably one day be his future home, as he wished to
take holy orders, and the living was in his father’s gift, she thought
she had never seen any thing so charming.
“And it looks so comfortable,” she said, “so much nicer than a large
house. How I wish Woodlands were no bigger than this parsonage!--how
happy will you be, Charles, when you have such a house, and when I come
to visit here--you will often ask Mina and me to come to tea, and you
will let us make tea for you, time about, won’t you?--But, Charles,” she
continued, “you are not so merry as you used to be, and you don’t say
you would be happy to see us to tea--ah! I know what it is; you are
angry with me.”
“Angry with you, Leila?--oh, no! how can you think so?”
“Yes, because I know I deserve it; it was so foolish of me to wish you
to admire me, and to think you would.”
“And do you think that would be so difficult, Leila?” he asked.
“I don’t know; I don’t understand about that; but I know you should
not--you should not admire any thing vain, and I should not wish it; and
if you are to be a clergyman, you know, you should teach me to be meek
and lowly in heart. I am sure my papa will be so glad when I tell him
you are to be a clergyman; for he will think, as you grow taller and
older, you will help him to make me better. But if you are not angry
with me, Charles, why are you so grave?--you have not told me that; what
can you be thinking about?--do tell us!”
“I am thinking,” he answered, “how delightful all this is!” he
continued; “and on Monday how the scene will be changed!”
“And why changed?” she inquired.
“Because on Monday I return to school, and there, instead of having you
and Mina to talk to, I shall be surrounded by a parcel of such noisy
fellows.”
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