though I think, even then, I should have been in too great a rage. But I am sure you are not afraid of Mr. Penrhyn's altering his, for never was any one so much in love." By dint, however, of scolding and coaxing, she forced Louisa to commence the business of the toilette. About an hour after, Mrs. Gooch absolutely ran into her room. "Who do you think," exclaimed she, "are down stairs?" But before she could tell, or the other ask, Louisa found herself clasped in her sister's arms, while Mrs. Gooch, with good-natured consideration, left them to themselves.
"Has mamma forgiven me, that you are here?" asked Louisa, as soon as she could find words.
"She knows nothing about it," said Georgiana; "we shall be back before she is up. Fanchette is gone out for two days, and nobody else will tell her a word."
"We are not wrong. Why, dearest Louisa, should you be banished from your own home, and left to the kindness of strangers? But I will say nothing about it. I feel just as if I were doing right. I could not bear that any one else should put up your beautiful hair to-day, my own dear sister," exclaimed Helen, fondly passing her hand through the long golden tresses, almost as bright as the sunshine which they caught.
"But, however did you find your way here?" said Louisa.
"Mamma would die if she knew. The boy," replied Georgiana, "walked with us to Oxford Street, and we took a hackney-coach. Will Mrs. Gooch ever forgive us for getting out of it at her door?"
