When Anne and Elizabeth awoke the following morning, Anne said that
she had remembered, the evening before, just when it was too late to
do anything, that the last Sunday Rupert had left his Prayer-book
behind him at St. Austin's; and as they were to set off on their
journey homewards immediately after breakfast, she asked Elizabeth
whether there would be time to walk to the new church and fetch it
before breakfast.
'I think it would be a very pleasant walk in the freshness of the
morning, if you like to go,' said she.
'Oh yes,' said Elizabeth, 'there is plenty of time, and I should like
the walk very much; but really, Anne, you spoil that idle boy in a
terrible way.'
'Ah! Rupert is an only son,' said Anne; 'he has a right to be
spoilt.'
'Then I hope that Horace and Edward will save each other from the
same fate,' said Elizabeth; 'I do not like to see a sister made such
a slave as you have been all your life.'
'Wait till Horace and Edward are at home in the holidays before you
talk of slavery,' said Anne; 'there will be five slaves and two
masters, that will be all the difference.
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