'
'Well are the male kind called barons in heraldry,' said Elizabeth;
'there is no denying that they are a lordly race; but I think I would
have sent Mr. Rupert up the hill himself, rather than go before
breakfast, with a day's journey before me.'
'Suppose he would not go?' said Anne.
'Let him lose his Prayer-book, then,' said Elizabeth.
'But if I had rather fetch it for him?' said Anne.
'I can only answer that there are no slaves as willing as sisters,'
said Elizabeth.
The two cousins had a pleasant morning walk up the hill, enjoying the
freshness of the morning air, and watching the various symptoms of
wakening in the town. They carried the keys of the church with them,
as no clerk had as yet been appointed, and they were still in Mr.
Woodbourne's possession, so that it was not necessary to call anyone
to open the doors for them.
Whilst Anne was searching for the Prayer-book, Elizabeth stood in the
aisle, her eyes fixed on the bright red cross in the centre window
over the Altar. The sun-beams were lighting it up gloriously, and
from it, her gaze fell upon the Table of Commandments, between it and
the Altar.
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