After a few words had passed, her ladyship signed to Chetwynd to come close to her, and said, in a low voice:
“I have had some talk with Lady Barfleur this morning, and I think she has consented that your marriage with Emmeline shall take place immediately. Sir Bridgnorth, who was present at the time, lent his aid, and spoke so urgently, that I think he decided the point.”
“I am infinitely indebted to you both,” said Chet-wynd, glancing at Sir Bridgnorth.
“You will find Emmeline in the garden,” said Lady Thicknesse; “and by the time we come back from our drive, I hope all will be satisfactorily settled.”
“This day week, mind!—not later!” added Sir Bridgnorth, leaning towards him. “All is ready for us at Charlton.”
The baronet then moved on, while the others rode off in the opposite direction.
Arrived at Brackley, our friends ascertained that both young ladies were in the garden, and immediately went in quest of them, and found them seated near the bowling-green.
This being the first time we have seen them since their deliverance from Teresa, we are bound to say they were both looking charmingly, and in capital spirits. Mildred's illness hadn't left a trace on her fair countenance. On the contrary, she seemed prettier than ever.
No sooner did their lovers appear than they arose, and flew to meet them; and a very lover-like meeting took place.
But the couples then separated, and Chetwynd and Emmeline, whom we shall accompany, moved off to a short distance.