He says I may come on Sunday, and I think it is forgiven. I
shall say a prayer about charity always now!' And with a deep sigh,
the worn-out little penitent lay down to her sleep.
'O Mr. Audley, it is plain we cannot do without you,' sighed Wilmet,
as she came down, not without tears in her eyes.
And then came the conference upon ways and means, rooms and
attendance. Mr. Audley had parted with his horse and groom in the
autumn, observing that they ate their heads off; and the terms he now
proposed for lodging, board, and attendance were what Felix and
Wilmet would have known to be wondrously liberal but for their
inexperience, especially as he meant to send in some, at least, of
the furniture. He was to have his meals, at his own times, in his
sitting-room; and Sister Constance had a person in her eye at
Dearport, who was likely to do well in the kitchen, and not quarrel
with Sibby.
Wilmet had made up her mind that she must remain at home all day, and
had even told Miss Pearson so; but that good lady had refused to
accept her resignation, and had come to Mr. Bevan about it: and now
both the Sister and the Curate united in telling her that she ought
not, as long as it was possible, to give up this means of improving
herself, as well as lessening the family burthen.
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