"Wrong!" said Timmins,--"why would it be wrong? she hasn't behaved good to you." "Yes," said Ellen, "but don't you know the Bible says if we do not forgive people what they do to us, we shall not be forgiven ourselves?" "Well, I declare!" said Miss Timmins, "you beat all! But here's the Eagle at last, and I am glad for your sake, dear." Ellen was shown into the ladies' parlour. She was longing for a place to rest, but she saw directly it was not to be there. The room was large, and barely furnished; and round it were scattered part of the carriage-load of people that had arrived a quarter of an hour before her. They were waiting till their rooms should be ready. Ellen silently found herself a chair and sat down to wait with the rest, as patiently as she might. Few of them had as much cause for impatience; but she was the only perfectly mute and uncomplaining one there. Her two companions, however, between them, fully made up her share of fretting. At length a servant brought the welcome news that their room was ready, and the three marched upstairs. It made Ellen's very heart glad when they got there, to find a good-sized, cheerful-looking bed-room, comfortably furnished, with a bright fire burning, large curtains let down to the floor, and a nice warm carpet upon it. Taking off her bonnet, and only that, she sat down on a low cushion by the corner of the fire-place, and leaning her head against the jamb, fell fast asleep almost immediately. Mrs. Dunscombe set about arranging herself for the tea-table. "Well!" she said, "one day of this precious journey is over!" "Does Ellen go with us to-morrow, mamma?" "Oh yes!--quite to Thirlwall." "Well, you haven't had much plague with her to-day, mamma." "No--I am sure I am much obliged to whoever has kept her out of my way." "Where is she going to sleep to-night?" asked Miss Margaret. "I don't know, I am sure. I suppose I shall have to have a cot brought in here for her." "What a plague!" said Miss Margaret. "It will lumber up the room so! There's no place to put it. Couldn't she sleep with Timmins?" "Oh, she _could_, of course--just as well as not, only people would make such a fuss about it!--it wouldn't do;--we must bear it for once. I'll try and not be caught in such a scrape again." "How provoking!" said Miss Margaret. "How came father to do so without asking you about it?" "Oh, he was bewitched, I suppose--men always are. Look here, Margaret, I can't go down to tea with a train of children at my heels. I shall leave you and Ellen up here, and I'll send up your tea to you." "Oh no, mamma!" said Margaret eagerly; "I want to go down with you. Look here, mamma! she's asleep, and you needn't wake her up--that's excuse enough. You can leave her to have tea up here, and let me go down with you." "Well," said Mrs. Dunscombe, "I don't care; but make haste to get ready, for I expect every minute the tea-bell will ring."