ners, when he performed the part of father at the time of his marriage, and felt thankful, that by naming him in the trusteeship of his affairs, he had proved personal esteem to himself, and either utter forgetfulness or christian forgiveness of his father. He warmly expressed these sentiments, saying "he would certainly pay the last duties to one he esteemed so highly," and Mr. Penrhyn expressed the same intention.
"You forget, indeed, you forget," said Helen, "dear mamma must be buried as well as uncle."
The two gentlemen looked at each other; there was confession in the countenance of each; they had forgotten Lady Anne: but the entrance of Mr. Palmer (who had seen the travelling chariot at the door) set all to rights. He had himself arranged every thing for the interment of his neighbour, with such due regard to the economy she recommended, and the observances she loved, that nothing remained undone; and it appeared very possible to attend the funeral of Lady Anne at an early hour on the Monday, and reach Rotheles Castle, so as to attend that of its late lord on Tuesday noon.
This important point adjusted, they were re-
