And then he went on to say what a dear, good young lady she was. "But she bade me not tell what is to be done this evening; and you are not to ask anybody about it."
"Then I will not," said Henry; "though I want to know very much."
"To be sure you do, master,'" said the man; "but you will know by-and-by."
As they came near the park, they saw several fine carriages drawing towards the house.
"We are going to have a world of company," said the man; "but Miss Darwell has no visitors in her own rooms but you and your sisters, Master Fairchild. My lady would have had more invited, but Mrs. Colvin begged off; and so you and the young ladies are much favoured."
And then, giving his horse a fillip, away they went, bowling along over the park amid high fern brakes, lofty trees, and many deer.
"I see something white through the trees," said Henry; "look, look, all along under the branches—see, Lucy—see, Emily!"
"Do you, master?" answered the servant; "well, that is unaccountable; but look before you—what do you see there?"
"Only trees," replied Henry, "and fern."
"Look again, master," said the man.