The Lost Treasure of Trevlyn: A Story of the Days of the Gunpowder PlotEverett-Green, Evelyn
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The Lost Treasure of Trevlyn: A Story of the Days of the Gunpowder Plot
Everett-Green, Evelyn
Gunpowder Plot, 1605 -- Juvenile fiction
It had been a great relief to find the girl so pretty, so gentle in
her ways, so eager to please, so naturally dainty and particular.
Cherry had quick apprehension and ready adaptability of nature. She
took to the new ways like a duck to the water. She had a sweet
voice and a refined fashion of speaking. In a very short while she
looked as much at home in the presence of the ladies as Petronella
herself. Kate found indeed that the city-bred maiden was more
advanced in many things than the recluse of the Gate House. She set
herself busily to the task of drilling both her companions in the
arts of dancing, deportment, the use of the globes, and of playing
upon the harpsichord; and found in both apt and eager pupils. Both
girls had much natural grace and a great desire to improve
themselves. Petronella was by nature dreamy and studious, whilst
Cherry was all life, brightness, and vivacity. She and Kate
gradually drew together, and would spend hours rambling in the
extensive gardens and shrubberies behind the house, or riding out,
with Andrew in attendance, through some of the forest tracks.
Petronella, on the other hand, preferred remaining at home, reading
to the elderly ladies, and being by them instructed in many matters
of political and religious import. Her mind was rapidly enlarging.
She was unconsciously fitting herself daily more and more to be
Philip's wife; whilst their very differences seemed to draw the
three girls more closely together, and they felt by this time like
sisters as well as companions.
Lady Humbert's absence was a matter of some excitement to Kate and
Cherry, upon whom many small duties now devolved.
The house certainly felt lonely with so many of its ordinary
inhabitants absent. The great empty rooms were kept strictly
locked. The gates in front of the house were likewise locked by day
as well as night, and only the small door at the back was to be
opened until the return of the mistress. So the timid Dowsabel had
decreed; and she had directed that the keys of the outer doors
should be brought to her; and by day they were laid in her sight
upon the chimney ledge, whilst at night they were placed beneath
her pillow. Kate made a wry face, but did not otherwise protest.
Time was passing quietly by, and there seemed little probability
that their tranquillity would be disturbed.
"I would fain wish for some small adventure in Lady Humbert's
absence, just to show that she has not put her faith in us in
vain!" said Kate, as the girls sought their couch on the second
night of the mistress's absence. "There has not been so much as a
beggar to the gate. These storms of wind and rain seem to keep all
within doors."
"I fear me I am but a coward," answered Petronella, "for I am glad
when night follows day and there be naught to alarm us. Perchance
sitting with our aunt Dowsabel so much, I learn somewhat of her
fears from her."
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