"All the same, my dear fellow, I do not like Lucius Mason."
"And some one else, if you remember, did not like Dr. Fell."
"And now, good people, what are you all going to do about church?" said Staveley, while they were still engaged with their rolls and eggs.
"I shall walk," said the judge.
"And I shall go in the carriage," said the judge's wife.
"That disposes of two; and now it will take half an hour to settle for the rest. Miss. Furnival, you no doubt will accompany my mother. As I shall be among the walkers you will see how much I sacrifice by the suggestion."
It was a mile to the church, and Miss Furnival knew the advantage of appearing in her seat unfatigued and without subjection to wind, mud, or rain. "I must confess," she said, "that under all the circumstances, I shall prefer your mother's company to yours;" whereupon Staveley, in the completion of his arrangements, assigned the other places in the carriage to the married ladies of the company.
"But I have taken your sister Madeline's seat in the carriage," protested Sophia with great dismay.
"My sister Madeline generally walks."
"Then of course I shall walk with her;" but when the time came Miss Furnival did go in the carriage whereas Miss Staveley went on foot.