"But Mr. Glentworth's pretensions at this time arise from the property of that old hunks, his uncle, whom I always expected to leave me a legacy, for I sent him game every year of my life; but he disappointed me and many others by making no will; of course, Glentworth owes me a legacy, in conscience. Now go away, you fatigue me dreadfully. Send Helen and Fanchette."
Louisa touched Fanchette's bell, and obeyed. Lady Anne forbade (very wisely) more than two persons in her room at a time, therefore, Helen had been chatting with Penrhyn in the parlour, whilst her sisters were up stairs. On entering, Mrs. Penrhyn said, "You must go up this moment, Helen, for poor mamma is so cross, Fanchette will be saucy, I fear."
"She has been so all day, but, thank God, I am able to bear it, because I am quite certain it does her good."
"I believe it does, provided she does not speak loud," said Georgiana; "anger would kill her, whereas scorn and contempt relieve her; but certainly they are the hardest to bear."
"Poor Helen! what she must have endured during this week of your absence, Georgiana!" transferring her pity from the indignant weeping girl to the one who was quitting the room, escaped Mrs. Penrhyn's lips.
