CHAPTER VIII.
THE hour for parting came. Of all the guests, Sir Thomas alone stayed at the house a guest for the night. Mr. and Mrs. Emlyn had their own carriage. Mrs. Braefield’s carriage came to the door for Mrs. Cameron and Lily.
Said Lily, impatiently and discourteously, “Who would not rather walk on such a night?” and she whispered to her aunt.
Mrs. Cameron, listening to the whisper and obedient to every whim of Lily’s, said, “You are too considerate, dear Mrs. Braefield; Lily prefers walking home; there is no chance of rain now.”
Kenelm followed the steps of the aunt and niece, and soon overtook them on the brook-side.
“A charming night, Mr. Chillingly,” said Mrs. Cameron.
“An English summer night; nothing like it in such parts of the world as I have visited. But, alas! of English summer nights there are but few.”
“You have travelled much abroad?”
“Much, no, a little; chiefly on foot.”