“You are a grateful young woman I must say!” and Miss Churchill laughed.
“Kenton, couldn’t we have a drive to Round Hill about sunset? I think I could go.”
“What, more dissipation?”
“Please don’t undertake too much,” said Fanny. “I am well content to stay here.”
“But the sunset is so lovely there.”
“You must have a good long rest;” said her sister, “and we will see how you feel then.”
“I dare say Miss Endicott will be glad for I have kept her talking steadily.”
“I am used to it,” laughed Fan, “and somehow I never understood the charms of solitude, or perhaps was born incapable of appreciating them.”
“There is no doubt of that;” Mr. Churchill returned with a quiet smile.
They sat over their dessert a long while, talking of various subjects that were exceedingly entertaining. The quiet and air of formal courtesy that was far removed from stiffness, pleased and interested Fanny greatly.