"So, Uncle Geoffrey has been in the North?" said Fred.

"Yes, on a special retainer," said Mrs. Langford, "and very much he
seems to have enjoyed his chance of seeing York Cathedral."

"He wrote to me in court," said Fred, "to tell me what books I had
better get up for this examination, and on a bit of paper scribbled all
over one side with notes of the evidence. He said the Cathedral was
beautiful beyond all he ever imagined."

"Had he never seen it before?" said Henrietta. "Lawyers seem made to
travel in their vacations."

"Uncle Geoffrey could not be spared," said her mamma; "I do not know
what Grandmamma Langford would do if he cheated her of any more of his
holidays than he bestows upon us. He is far too valuable to be allowed
to take his own pleasure."

"Besides, his own pleasure is at Knight Sutton," said Henrietta.

"He goes home just as he used from school," said Mrs. Langford.
"Indeed, except a few grey hairs and crows feet, he is not in the least
altered from those days; his work and play come in just the same way."

"And, as his daughter says, he is just as much the home pet," added
Henrietta, "only rivalled by Busy Bee herself."

"No," said Fred, "according to Aunt Geoffrey, there are two suns in one
sphere: Queen Bee is grandpapa's pet, Uncle Geoffrey grandmamma's. It