The Stokesley SecretYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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The Stokesley Secret
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Family -- Juvenile fiction
“Grandmamma should be thanked; she asked me to bring a child or two, to
be with Mamma when I go down to Portsmouth. We had thought of Susan; but
I think Betty deserves some amends for what she has undergone.”
“Oh yes, Papa! thank you!” cried Susan, Sam, and David, from their
hearts; John and Annie because the others did so.
“Then you won’t kick her out if she shares your berth, Sue?”
“Oh, I am so glad, Papa! It is so nice to go together.”
“Then, Miss Fosbrook, will you be kind enough to rig them out? I must
drive into Southminster at ten o’clock; and if you would be so good as to
see them smartened up for London there, I should be much obliged to you.”
The mere drive to the country town was a great event in itself, even
without the almost incredible wonder that it was to lead to; and the
delights of which Ida and Miss Fosbrook had told them in London went so
wildly careering through the little girls’ brains, that they hardly knew
what they said or did, as they danced about the house, and ran up-stairs
to get ready, long before ten o’clock.
Mr. Carey had been informed that his pupils would not come to him during
the few days of their father’s stay; and Sam begged to ride in on his
pony by the side of the carriage; but he was desired to fetch his books,
and call Henry, as his uncle wished to give them both an examination.
Was this the beginning of captivity to Uncle John? David and Johnnie
were quite angry. They considered it highly proper that Hal should be
shut up with Uncle John, but they thought it very hard that Sam should be
so used too; and Sam himself looked very round-backed, reluctant, and
miserable, partly at the task, partly at being deprived of the sight of
his father for several hours of one of those few precious days.
Miss Fosbrook wished Susan to have sat on the front seat of the old
phaeton with her father; but he would not consent to this, and putting
the two little girls together behind, handed the governess to the place
of honour beside him, where she felt rather shy, in spite of his bright
easy manner.
“I am afraid,” he said, after having flourished his whip merrily at
Johnnie, Annie, and Davie, who were holding open the iron gate, “that you
have had a tough job with those youngsters! We never meant you to have
been left so long to their mercy.”
“I know—I know; I only wish I could have done better.”
“You have done wonders. My brother hardly knows where he is—never saw
those children so mannerly.”
Miss Fosbrook could not show how delighted she was.
“I could hardly have ventured on taking those two girls to town unless
you had broken them in a little. I would say nothing last night till I
had watched Susan; for my mother is particular, and if my wife was to be
always worrying herself about their manners, they had better be at home.”
“Indeed, I think you may quite trust to their behaving well. Those two
and Sam are so thoroughly trustworthy, that I had no real difficulty till
this unhappy business.”
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