‘Poor Mrs. Thornburgh!’ remarked Agnes dryly. ‘Oh, Rose will make up!’ said Catherine, glancing, not without a spark of mischief in her gray eyes, at Rose’s tortured locks; ‘and mamma’s new cap, which will be superb!’ CHAPTER II. About four o’clock on the afternoon of the day which was to be marked in the annals of Long Whindale as that of Mrs. Thornburgh’s ‘high tea,’ that lady was seated in the vicarage garden, her spectacles on her nose, a large _couvre-pied_ over her knees, and the Whinborough newspaper on her lap. The neighborhood of this last enabled her to make an intermittent pretence of reading; but in reality the energies of her house-wifely mind were taken up with quite other things. The vicar’s wife was plunged in a housekeeping experiment of absorbing interest. All her _solid_ preparations for the evening were over, and in her own mind she decided that with them there was no possible fault to be found. The cook, Sarah, had gone about her work in a spirit at once lavish and fastidious, breathed into her by her mistress. No better tongue, no plumper chickens, than those which would grace her board to-night were to be found, so Mrs. Thornburgh was persuaded, in the district. And so with everything else of a substantial kind. On this head the hostess felt no anxieties. But a ‘tea’ in the north-country depends for distinction, not on its solids or its savories, but on its sweets. A rural hostess earns her reputation, not by a discriminating eye for butcher’s-meat, but by her inventiveness in cakes and custards. And it was just here, with regard to this ‘bubble reputation,’ that the vicar’s wife of Long Whindale was particularly sensitive. Was she not expecting Mrs. Seaton, the wife of the Rector of Whinborough--odious woman--to tea? Was it not incumbent on her to do well, nay to do brilliantly, in the eyes of this local magnate? And how was it possible to do brilliantly in this matter with a cook whose recipes were hopelessly old-fashioned, and who had an exasperating belief in the sufficiency of buttered ‘whigs’ and home-made marmalade for all requirements?