"Father!" says Penelope, quite seriously, "there's only one explanation

of it. Rosanna has fallen in love with Mr. Franklin Blake at first

sight!"

You have heard of beautiful young ladies falling in love at first

sight, and have thought it natural enough. But a housemaid out of a

reformatory, with a plain face and a deformed shoulder, falling in love,

at first sight, with a gentleman who comes on a visit to her mistress's

house, match me that, in the way of an absurdity, out of any story-book

in Christendom, if you can! I laughed till the tears rolled down my

cheeks. Penelope resented my merriment, in rather a strange way. "I

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never knew you cruel before, father," she said, very gently, and went

out.

My girl's words fell upon me like a splash of cold water. I was savage

with myself, for feeling uneasy in myself the moment she had spoken

them--but so it was. We will change the subject, if you please. I am

sorry I drifted into writing about it; and not without reason, as you

will see when we have gone on together a little longer.

The evening came, and the dressing-bell for dinner rang, before Mr.

Franklin returned from Frizinghall. I took his hot water up to his

room myself, expecting to hear, after this extraordinary delay, that

something had happened. To my great disappointment (and no doubt to

yours also), nothing had happened. He had not met with the Indians,

either going or returning. He had deposited the Moonstone in the

bank--describing it merely as a valuable of great price--and he had got

the receipt for it safe in his pocket. I went down-stairs, feeling

that this was rather a flat ending, after all our excitement about the

Diamond earlier in the day.

How the meeting between Mr. Franklin and his aunt and cousin went off,

is more than I can tell you.

I would have given something to have waited at table that day. But, in

my position in the household, waiting at dinner (except on high

family festivals) was letting down my dignity in the eyes of the other

servants--a thing which my lady considered me quite prone enough to do

already, without seeking occasions for it. The news brought to me from

the upper regions, that evening, came from Penelope and the footman.

Penelope mentioned that she had never known Miss Rachel so particular

about the dressing of her hair, and had never seen her look so bright

and pretty as she did when she went down to meet Mr. Franklin in the

drawing-room. The footman's report was, that the preservation of a

respectful composure in the presence of his betters, and the waiting

on Mr. Franklin Blake at dinner, were two of the hardest things to

reconcile with each other that had ever tried his training in service.

Later in the evening, we heard them singing and playing duets, Mr.

Franklin piping high, Miss Rachel piping higher, and my lady, on the

piano, following them as it were over hedge and ditch, and seeing them

safe through it in a manner most wonderful and pleasant to hear through

the open windows, on the terrace at night. Later still, I went to Mr.

Franklin in the smoking-room, with the soda-water and brandy, and found

that Miss Rachel had put the Diamond clean out of his head. "She's the

most charming girl I have seen since I came back to England!" was all I

could extract from him, when I endeavoured to lead the conversation to

more serious things.




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