resolution to say that as it might to be martyred. And the same about
going to school."

"Yes, yes; exactly," said Henrietta, "if she thinks it is right, bear
it she will, cost her what it may! O there is nobody like mamma. Busy
Bee says so, and she knows, living in London and seeing so many people
as she does."

"I never saw anyone so like a queen," said Fred. "No, nor anyone so
beautiful, though she is so pale and thin. People say you are like her
in her young days, Henrietta; and to be sure, you have a decent face of
your own, but you will never be as beautiful as mamma, not if you live
to be a hundred."

"You are afraid to compliment my face because it is so like your own,
Master Fred," retorted his sister; "but one comfort is, that I shall
grow more like her by living to a hundred, whereas you will lose all
the little likeness you have, and grow a grim old Black-beard! But I
was going to say, Fred, that, though I think there is a great deal of
truth in what Uncle Geoffrey said, yet I do believe that poor
grandmamma made it worse. You know she had always been in India, and
knew less about boys than mamma, who had been brought up with papa and
my uncles, so she might really believe that everything was dangerous;
and I have often seen her quite as much alarmed, or more perhaps, about
you--her consolations just showing that she was in a dreadful fright,
and making mamma twice as bad."

"Well," said Fred, sighing, "that is all over now, and she thought she
was doing it all for the best."