CHAPTER XXII.
The next day Mr. Dale had a long conversation with Mrs. Fairfield. At first he found some difficulty in getting over her pride, and inducing her to accept overtures from parents who had so long slighted both Leonard and herself. And it would have been in vain to have put before the good woman the worldly advantages which such overtures implied. But when Mr. Dale said, almost sternly, “Your parents are old, your father infirm; their least wish should be as binding to you as their command,” the widow bowed her head, and said,—
“God bless them, sir, I was very sinful ‘Honour your father and mother.’ I’m no schollard, but I know the Commandments. Let Lenny go. But he’ll soon forget me, and mayhap he’ll learn to be ashamed of me.”
“There I will trust him,” said the parson; and he contrived easily to reassure and soothe her.
It was not till all this was settled that Mr. Dale drew forth an unsealed letter, which Mr. Richard Avenel, taking his hint, had given to him, as from Leonard’s grandparents, and said, “This is for you, and it contains an inclosure of some value.”
“Will you read it, sir? As I said before, I’m no schollard.”
“But Leonard is, and he will read it to you.”
When Leonard returned home that evening, Mrs. Fairfield showed him the letter. It ran thus:—
DEAR JANE,—Mr. Dale will tell you that we wish Leonard to come to
us. We are glad to hear you are well. We forward, by Mr. Dale, a
bank-note for L50, which comes from Richard, your brother. So no
more at present from your affectionate parents,
JOHN AND MARGARET AVENEL.