of her father's repressive manner.

"I'm right glad to hear it, Miss Aureely. A sweet lady she can be
when she is in the mood, though nothing like so sweet as his Honour.
'Tis ingrain with him down to the bone, as I may say--and I should
know, having had him from the day he was weaned. To see him come
up to the nussery, and toss about his little brother, would do your
very heart good; and then he sits him down, without a bit of pride,
and will have me tell him all about our journey up to Lunnon, and
the fair, and the play and all; and the same with Dove in the
stables. He would have the whole story, and how we was parted at
Knightsbridge, I never so much as guessing where you was--you that
your sister had given into my care! At last, one day when I was
sitting a darning of stockings in the window at the back, where I
can see out over to the green fields, up his Honour comes, and says
he, with his finger to his lips, 'Set your heart at rest, nurse,
I've found her!' Then he told me how he went down to see his old
uncle. Mr. Wayland had been urging him on one side that 'twas no
more than his duty; and her Ladyship, on the other, would have it
that Mr. Belamour was right down melancholy mad, and would go into
a raving fit if his nevvy did but go near the place."

"She did not say that!"

"Oh yes, she did, miss, I'll take my oath of it, for I was in the
coach with Master Wayland on my knee, when she was telling a lady
how hard it was they could have no use of Bowstead, because of Sir
Jovian's brother being there, who had got the black melancholics,
and could not be removed. The lady says how good she was to suffer
it, and she answers, that there was no being harsh with poor Sir