Audley would take him up to London to be inspected by a first-
rate surgeon before going down to the tutor's. The tutor proved to be
an old school-fellow and great friend of the Bishop; and what Fernan
heard of him from both the friend and pupil would have much
diminished his dread, even if he had not been in full force of the
feeling that whatever served to bind him more closely to the new
world of blessing within the Church must be good and comfortable.
This visit over the Bishop asked whether Mrs. Underwood would like to
be visited, and Mr. Audley went up to ascertain. She was a woman who
never was happy or at rest in an untidy room, or in disordered
garments, and all was in as fair order as it could be with the old
furniture, that all Wilmet's mending could not preserve from the
verge of rags. Her widow's cap and soft shawl were as neat as
possible, and so were the little ones in their brown-holland,
Theodore sitting at her feet, and Stella on Wilmet's lap, where she
was being kept out of the way of the more advanced amusement of a
feast of wooden tea-things, carried on in a corner between Angela and
Bernard, under Lance's somewhat embarrassing patronage.
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