It was Noon, _Gatty_ said, when one Post-Chaise made its Appearance; so into this she and Mr. _Heavitree_ and the other Passenger were packed, and her Box tied on behind; and they recommenced their Journey, Mr. _Heavitree_ sitting between the two. Their Pace was mended, and they were congratulating themselves on their Speed, when, by Reason of the roundness of the Road, over went the Chaise. However, they soon righted again, the Chaise being so much lighter than the Coach; and they did not overturn again till just as they got to _Newton Buzzard_; which was the first Stage, of fourteen Miles, from _Larkfield_. However, the Day was now so far spent, it being about three o'Clock, at which Hour even the Stage-Coach always pulls up for the Night during Winter, that Mr. _Heavitree_ said it would be Madness to proceed, especially as the following Stage included _Splitskull Hill_. He had an Aunt in the Town, at whose House he always slept when he attended the Markets; so he went to her while _Gatty_ remained at the Inn, to fish for an Invitation. And the Invitation was not long forthcoming, so he came back almost directly, and told _Gatty_ his Aunt would take no Denial; so they went there and had a very hospitable Reception from the old Lady, who gave them a hot Supper and well-aired Beds. The next Day, the Coach being reported still immoveable and very ruinous, they went on as before in a Chaise, and, the Roads being more beaten, got on much faster and without any more Impediment, till they safely reached _London_, where kind Mr. _Heavitree_ took leave of _Gatty_ at Lady _Betty's_ Door. But, now,--oh! what News. _Gatty_ on entering the House, and being fairly shut into it, learned to her Dismay that Lady _Betty_ had not summoned her up in one of her Capricchios, but was laid up with the Small-Pox, which had caused Madam _Pompon_ and several other Servants to desert her, and had occasioned her sending so peremptorily and laconically for _Gatty_. Mrs. _Bowerbank_, when she got to this, laid down the Letter and began to cry. She said she knew _Gatty_ would take the Infection and die, or else be marked for life; what a cruel Thing it was of Lady _Betty_ to send for her, especially as her _Ladyship_ had been so afraid of catching the Fever from _Gatty_. I thought so too, and quite felt for the poor _Mother_. She said that she would go and take _Gatty_ away directly, without minding what Lady _Betty_ might think, were it not now too late to save her from Danger; besides, how could she bring her Home to her other Children, who had never had the Disease?