'Nevertheless, there is a deadly feud between the two branches of the
house of Morville.'

'But it is very wrong,' said Charlotte, looking frightened.'

'Wrong? Of course it is.'

'Philip won't do anything wrong. But how will they ever get on?'

'Don't you see? It must be our serious endeavour to keep the peace,
and prevent occasions of discord.'

'Do you think anything will happen?'

'It is much to be apprehended,' said Charles, solemnly.

At that moment the sound of wheels was heard, and Charlotte flew off to
her private post of observation, leaving her brother delighted at
having mystified her. She returned on tip-toe. 'Papa and Sir Guy are
come, but not Philip; I can't see him anywhere.'

'Ah you have not looked in Sir Guy's great-coat pocket.'

'I wish you would not plague me so! You are not in earnest?'

The pettish inquiring tone was exactly what delighted him. And he
continued to tease her in the same style till Laura and Amabel came
running in with their report of the stranger.

'He is come!' they cried, with one voice.