"Yes," said Lady Alice, in a tone which might be affirmation or interrogation. "There are such pretty walks in Garston Woods!"
"Errington was born with a silver spoon in his mouth," returned Ormonde. "Garston dwarfs Castleford, I can tell you. It was a good deal out of repair—the Hall I mean?"
"It is. We do not expect to get it into thorough repair till winter. Then I hope, Mrs. Burnett, you will honor us by a visit," said Errington.
"With the greatest pleasure," exclaimed the hostess.
"And oh, Mr. Errington, do give a ball!" cried Fanny, the second daughter.
"I fear that is beyond my powers. I do not think I ever danced in my life."
"Are you to be of the party on board Lord Melford's yacht?" asked Ormonde, speaking to Lady Alice.
"Oh no. I am to stay with Aunt Harriet at the Rectory all the summer."
"Ah, that is too bad. You'd like sailing about, I dare say?"
"Oh, yachting must be the most delightful thing in the world," cried Mrs. Liddell, from her place opposite. "If I were you I should coax my father to let me go."