“No, not yet; but I am to give an answer to-morrow morning.”
“It requires consideration, my dear,” replied my wife.
“Requires consideration!” said I. “Why, my dear, the parties have seen the house, and I have been trying to let it these three years. I recollect when I took this house I said it required consideration, but you would not allow any such thing.”
“I’m sure I wish we had,” said Clara.
“And so do I.”
“The fact is, my dear,” said my wife, coming round to the back of my chair, and putting her arms round my neck, “we all wish to go back to Brompton.”
“Yes, yes, papa,” added my daughters, embracing me on each side.
“You will allow, then, that I was right in not taking a lease for more than three years.”
“Yes: how lucky you were so positive!”
“Well, then, if that is the case, we will unfurnish this house, and, as soon as you please, go back to Brompton Hall.”