〃Not　I！〃　cried　Ethel；　terrified。
  〃Then　you　must　come　to　me；　and　secondary　motives。　　SeriouslyI　do
  mean　that　George　should　do　something　for　Stoneborough；　and；　in　a
  position　of　influence；　I　hope　to　be　able　to　be　useful　to　my　poor　old
  town。　　Perhaps　we　shall　have　the　minster　restored。〃
  Flora　did　wish　it。　　She　did　love　Stoneborough；　and　was　sincerely
  interested　for　Cocksmoor。　　She　thought　she　worked　earnestly　for　them；
  and　that　her　situation　would　be　turned　to　their　profit；　but　there　was
  something　for　which　she　worked　more　earnestly。　　Had　Flora　never　heard
  of　the　two　masters　whom　we　cannot　serve　at　the　same　time？
  Richard　came　home　for　〃a　parson's　week；〃　so　as　to　include　the
  wedding。　　He　looked　very　fresh　and　youthful；　but　his　manner；　though
  still　gentle　and　retiring；　had　lost　all　that　shrinking　diffidence；
  and　had；　now；　a　very　suitable　grave　composure。　　Everybody　was
  delighted　to　have　him；　and　Ethel；　more　than　any　one；　except　Margaret。
  What　floods　of　Cocksmoor　histories　were　poured　upon　him；　and　what
  comparing　of　notes　about　his　present　school…children！　　He　could　not
  enter　into　the　refinements　of　her　dread　of　the　Ladies'　Committee；　and
  thought　she　might　be　thankful　if　the　school　were　built　by　any　proper
  means；　for；　if　Cherry　Elwood　were　retained；　and　the　ladies　prevented
  from　doing　harm；　he　did　not　understand　why　Ethel　should　wish　to
  reject　all　assistance　that　did　not　come　in　a　manner　she　admired。　　He
  never　would　comprehendso　Ethel　gave　it　upfeared　she　was　again
  jealous　and　self…sufficient；　and　contented　herself　with　the　joy　that
  his　presence　produced　at　Cocksmoor；　where　the　children　smiled；
  blushed；　and　tittered；　with　ecstasy；　whenever　he　even　looked　at　one
  of　them。
  Richard　was　not　allowed　to　have　a　Sunday　of　rest。　　His　father
  apologised　for　having　made　an　engagement　for　himas　Mr。　Ramsden　was
  unwell；　and　the　school　clergy　were　all　absent；　so　that　he　could　do　no
  otherwise　than　assist　in　the　service。　　Richard　coloured；　and　said
  that　he　had　brought　no　sermon；　and　he　was；　in　fact；　deprived　of　much
  of　his　sister's　company；　for　composition　was　not　easy　to　him；　and　the
  quantity　of　time　he　spent　on　it；　quite　alarmed　Norman　and　Ethel；　who
  both　felt　rather　nervous　on　the　Sunday　morning；　but　agreed　that
  preaching　was　not　everything。
  Ethel　could　not　see　well　as　far　as　the　reading…desk；　but　she　saw　her
  father　glance　up；　take　off　his　spectacles；　wipe　them；　and　put　them
  away；　and　she　could　not　be　displeased；　though　she　looked　reproof　at
  Blanche's　breathless　whisper；　〃Oh；　he　looks　so　nice！〃　　Those　white
  folds　did　truly　suit　well　with　the　meek；　serious　expression　of　the
  young　deacon's　fair　face；　and　made　him；　as　his　sisters　afterwards
  said；　like　one　of　the　solemnly　peaceful　angel…carvings　of　the　earlier
  ages。
  His　voice　was　sweet　and　clear；　and　his　reading　full　of　quiet
  simplicity　and　devotion；　such　as　was　not　often　heard　by　that
  congregation；　who　were　too　much　used　either　to　carelessness　or　to
  pomposity。　　The　sermon　made　his　brother　and　sister　ashamed　of　their
  fears。　　It　was　an　exposition　of　the　Gospel　for　the　day；　practical　and
  earnest；　going　deep；　and　rising　high；　with　a　clearness　and　soberness；
  yet　with　a　beauty　and　elevation；　such　as　Norman　and　Ethel　had
  certainly　not　expectedor；　rather；　they　forgot　all　their　own
  expectations　and　Richard　himself；　and　only　recollected　their　own
  hearts　and　the　great　future　before　them。
  Even　Blanche　and　Aubrey　told　Margaret　a　great　deal　about　it；　and
  declared　that；　if　Richard　preached　every　Sunday；　they　should　like
  going　to　church　much　better。
  When　Dr。　May　came　in；　some　time　after；　he　was　looking　much　pleased。
  〃So；　Mr。　Ritchie；〃　he　said；　〃you　have　made　quite　a　sensationevery
  one　shaking　me　by　the　hand；　and　thanking　me　for　my　son's　sermon。　　You
  will　be　a　popular　preacher　at　last！〃
  Richard　blushed　distressfully；　and　quoted　the　saying；　that　it　would
  be　the　true　comfort　to　hear　that　people　went　home；　thinking　of
  themselves　rather　than　of　the　sermon。　　This　put　an　end　to　the
  subject；　but　the　doctor　went　over　it　again；　most　thoroughly；　with　his
  other　children；　who　were　greatly　delighted。
  Flora's　last　home　Sunday！　　She　was　pale　and　serious；　evidently
  feeling　much；　though　seeking　no　tete…a…tetes；　and　chiefly　engrossed
  with　waiting　on　Margaret；　or　fondling　little　Gertrude。　　No　one　saw
  the　inside　of　her　mindprobably；　she　did　not　herself。　　On　the
  outside　was　a　very　suitable　pensiveness；　and　affection　for　all　that
  she　was　leaving。　　The　only　one　in　the　family　to　whom　she　talked　much
  was　Norman；　who　continued　to　see　many　perfections　in　George；　and
  contrived；　by　the　force　of　his　belief；　to　impress　the　same　on　the
  others；　and　to　make　them　think　his　great　talent　for　silence　such　a
  proof　of　his　discretion；　that　they　were　not　staggered；　even　by　his
  shy　blundering　exclamation　that　his　wedding　would　be　a　great
  nuisancea　phrase　which；　as　Dr。　May　observed；　was；　to　him；　what
  Est…il…possible　was　to　his　namesake　of　Denmark。
  Nobody　wished　for　any　misgivings；　so　Richard　was　never　told　of　any；
  though　there　was　a　careful　watch　kept　to　see　what　were　his　first
  impressions。　　None　transpired；　except　something　about　good　nature；
  but　it　was　shrewdly　believed　that　Richard　and　George；　being　much
  alike　in　shy　unwillingness　to　speak；　had　been　highly　satisfied　with
  the　little　trouble　they　had　caused　to　each　other；　and　so　had　come　to
  a　tacit　esteem。
  There　was　very　little　bustle　of　preparation。　　Excepting　the　packing；
  everything　went　on　much　as　usual；　till　the　Thursday　morning；　and　then
  the　children　were　up　early；　refreshing　the　Christmas　hollies；　and
  working　up　their　excitement；　only　to　have　it　damped　by　the　suppressed
  agitation　of　their　elders　at　the　breakfast…table。
  Dr。　May　did　not　seem　to　know　what　he　was　about；　and　Flora　looked
  paler　and　paler。　　She　went　away　before　the　meal　was　over；　and　when
  Ethel　went　to　the　bedroom；　shortly　after；　she　found　that　she　had
  fairly　broken　down；　and　was　kneeling　beside　Margaret's　sofa；　resting
  her　head　on　her　sister's　bosom；　and　sobbingas　Ethel　had　never　seen
  her　weep；　except　on　that　dreadful　night；　after　their　mother's　death。
  In　a　person　ordinarily　of　such　self…command　as　Flora；　weeping　was　a
  terrible　thing；　and　Margaret　was　much　distressed　and　alarmed；　but　the
  worst　had　passed　before　Ethel　came　up；　and　Flora　was　able　to　speak。
  〃Oh！　Margaret！　　I　cannot　leave　you！　　Oh！　how　happy　we　have　been〃
  〃You　are　going　to　be　happier；　we　trust；　dearest；〃　said　Margaret
  fondly。
  〃Oh！　what　have　I　done？　　It　is　not　worth　it！〃
  Ethel　thought　she　caught　those　words；　but　no　more。　　Mary's　step　was
  heard；　and　Flora　was　on　her　feet；　instantly；　composing　herself
  rapidly。　　She　shed　no　more　tears；　but　her　eyelids　were　very　heavy；
  and　her　face　softened；　in　a　manner　that；　though　she　was　less　pretty
  than　usual；　was　very　becoming　under　her　bridal　veil。　　She　recovered
  calmness　and　even　cheerfulness；　while　reversing　the　usual　order　of
  things；　and　dressing　her　bride's…maids；　who　would　never　have　turned
  out　fit　to　be　seen；　but　for　the　exertions　of　herself；　Margaret；　and
  Miss　Bracy。　　Ethel's　long　Scotch　bones　and　Mary's　round；　dumpy
  shapelessness　were；　in　their　different　ways；　equally　hard　to
  overcome；　and　the　one　was　swelled　out　with　a　fabulous　number　of
  petticoats；　and　the　other　pinched　in；　till　she　gasped　and　screamed
  for　mercy；　while　Blanche　and　Gertrude　danced　about；　beautiful　to
  behold；　under　their　shady　hats；　and　presently；　with　a　light　tap　at
  the　door；　Meta　Rivers　stepped　in；　looking　so　pretty；　that　all　felt
  that　to　try　to　attain　to　such　an　appearance　was　vain。
  Timid　in　her　affection；　she　hardly　dared　to　do　more　than　kiss　them；
  and　whisper　her　pretty　caressing　words　to　each。　　There　was　no　more
  timeDr。　Hoxton's　carriage　was　come　to　take　up　the　bride。
  Ethel　did　as　she　was　told；　without　much　volition　of　her　own；　and　she
  quitted　the　carriage；　and　was　drawn　into　her　place　by　Norman；
  trusting　that　Meta　would　not　let　her　do　wrong；　and　relieved　that　just
  in　front　of　her　were　the　little　ones；　over　whose　heads　she　could　see
  her　father；　with　Flora's　veiled　bending　figure。
  That　pause　while　the　procession　was　getting　into　order；　the　slow
  movement　up　the　centre　aisle；　the　week…day　atmosphere　of　the　church；
  brought　back　to　her　thoughts　a　very　different　time；　and　one　of　those
  strange　echoings　on　the　mind　repeated　in　her　ears　the　words；　〃For　man
  walketh　in　a　vain　shadow；　and　disquieteth　himself　in　vain〃
  There　was　a　little　pauseGeorge　did　not　seem　to　be　forthcoming；　and
  Meta　turned　round；　rather　uneasily；　and　whispered　something　about　his
  having　been　so　nervous。　　However；　there　he　was；　looking　exceedingly
  red；　and　very　sheepish；　and　disposed　to　fall　back　on　his　best　man；
  Norman；　whose　countenance　was　at　the　brightestand　almost　handsome。
  Dr。　Hoxton　performed　the　ceremony；　〃assisted　by〃　Richard。　　It　had
  been　Flora's　choice；　and　his　loud　sonorous　voice　was　thought　very
  impressive。　　Blanche　stood　the　nearest；　and　looked　happy　and
  important；　with　Flora's　glove。　　Gertrude　held　Mary's　hand；　and　gazed
  straight　up　into　the　fretted　roof；　as　if　that　were　to　her　the　chief
  marvel。　　Ethel　stood　and　knelt；　but　did　not　seem；　to　herself；　to　have
  the　power　of　thinking　or　feeling。　　She　saw　and　heardthat　was　al