But she did not look as though she enjoyed it very much, Graeme could not help thinking.
“Of course, she did not really care much to have it. She does not need to make herself fine. I daresay she will enjoy wearing it, however. It is well she can enjoy something else besides finery.”
They all went to the Convocation, and Rose wore her new jacket, and her grey poplin, and looked beautiful, the rest thought. The ladies went early with Arthur, but he was called away, and it was a little tedious waiting, or it would have been, only it was very amusing to see so many people coming in, all dressed in their new spring attire. Fanny enjoyed this part of the affair very much, and Rose said she enjoyed it, too, quite as much as any part of the affair; and, by and by, Fanny whispered that there was Harry, with Miss Roxbury.
“I thought Harry was not coming,” said she.
“I suppose, he was able to get away after all,” said Graeme, and she looked round for Mr Millar. He was not to be seen, but by and by Harry came round to them, to say that there were several seats much better than theirs, that had been reserved for the Roxbury party, because Mr Roxbury had something to do with the College, and Mrs Roxbury wanted them to come round and take them, before they were filled.
“Oh! how charming!” said Rose. “If we only could. We should be quite among the great people, then, which is what I delight in.”
“I thought you were not coming, Harry,” said Graeme.
“I was afraid I could not get away, but I made out to do so. No, not at Charlie’s expense. There he is now, speaking to Mrs Roxbury, and looking about for us, I daresay.”
“Well, Fanny, you go on with Harry, and Graeme and I will follow,” said Rose. “It would not do to separate, I suppose? Are you sure there is room for all, Harry?”
“Quite sure. No fear; we will make room.”