"I mean, that your coming here gives me good hopes there will be no more mischief."
She then lowered her voice, and begged him on no account to tell her papa of her ride to Scutchemsee Nob.
"Not a word," said George.
He knew the advantage of sharing a secret with a fair lady. He proceeded to whisper something very warm in her ear: she listened to some of it; but then remonstrated, and said,—
"Are you not ashamed to go on so at a funeral? Oh, do, pray, leave compliments a moment, and think of your latter end."
He took this suggestion, as indeed he did everything from her, in good part; and composed his visage into a decent gravity.
Soon after this they reached the church, and buried the deceased in his family vault.
People who are not bereaved by the death are always inclined to chatter, coming home from a funeral. Kate now talked to Neville of her own accord, and asked him if he had spoken to his host. He said yes, and, more than that, had come to a clear understanding with him.
"We agreed that it was no use fighting for you. I said, if either of us two was to kill the other, it did not follow you would wed the survivor."
"Me wed the wretch!" said Kate, "I should abhor him, and go into a convent in spite of you all, and end my days praying for the murdered man's soul."