Chapter 15

Lilian did not have the opportunity of seeing her nephew, but received a delightful account of him from her mother. Lady Elizabeth, after a stay of three weeks in London, had returned, and did not talk of anything but little Joseph. "My dear Lilian, have I told you that he has the most wonderful blue eyes in the world?"

"Maman, I have heard this before; please, for the past three days you have said nothing but how lively Emily's son is. You cannot forget that he is only a month old; tell me, how was Emily?"

"Emily was well indeed, very good-spirited, yet she seemed a little pale. Her liveliness shall be restored soon, and nothing shall be changed. Did I tell you that Mr Holmes has bought him the most adorable clothing? He is very handsome in it - "

"Who, Mr Holmes?!" "No, how can you say that? I was of course referring to Joseph."

 "Maman, please!" Lady Elizabeth's talking did not stop, however, even when Mr Barnes himself appeared, excusing himself for the unanticipated call; Lilian hoped that, besides his missed company, her mother would stop talking about little Joseph. She did not.

"Mr Barnes, you must know about my nephew's being the most adorable being on earth! Of course, he is too little to give any signs of a particular brilliance - Lilian has told me too many times - but I am sure that Joseph is to become an outstandingly young man! Emily promised me that the best education will be offered; so pleasing prospects!"

"Maman, Mr Barnes has of course called on us to tell us something," Lilian said, looking at Mr Barnes significantly.

"Yes, yes, of course; I have made of you too dear a company as to stay away from you for so long a time, and I have returned unexpectedly -"

"And the surprise has been well received. Mr Barnes, pray tell me, have you ever encountered one-month child that could hold one of your fingers as tight as a grown-up would?"

"No, I have not, Lady Elizabeth. Does your nephew reach this performance?" "He does indeed! Oh, and so many other performances he reaches, Mr Barnes; I am afraid that your stay here shall be too short for me to tell you everything about him."

"I have been thinking of it, maman; perhaps we should change subjects if we want to lengthen Mr Barnes' visit. How have you been all this time, Mr Barnes?"

"Very well, thank you. I mostly remained at home and sent a short note to Barton Hall, then, as I had received no answer, I set off one day especially to meet you all; I only found the two Miss Holmeses at home, and they told me that you were all gone to London."

"Yes, they have told me of the encounter; the eldest sister guessed that you had left for London, had you?"

"No, I returned home; then, I received my two cousins, Mrs Downey and Miss Welfield, who were accompanied by the former's husband; did you know, Miss Barton, that my cousin had married?"

"What, am I to understand that Mrs Downey is the former Miss Barnes?"

"Indeed she is." This news surprised Lilian very much, for she had thought that Mr Barnes was to marry Miss Barnes one day.

"This is very delightful to hear, since she was, as you have told me, very eager to find a companion. How is Mr Downey?"

"I am afraid that he is less than I have expected. He has not so large a fortune, but it is enough to live on, and his spirits are not very amiable. His wife seemed however to enjoy his presence, and therefore there was nothing to object."

"Indeed; how old is he, may I ask?"

"He is thirty-five or thirty-six years old, but he does not look of his age, due to the time spent on ships. He is Captain Downey, a very well known captain in Richmond."

"What a big difference of age! It is far too much for my taste, but I cannot deny that my own husband is fifteen years older than myself; yet I have always supposed that younger couples should dispose of a very small age gap."

"Maman, perhaps you did not know; Mrs Downey is almost twenty-six."

"Yes, and the age does not make any difference in their happiness," Mr Barnes added.

"Yes, yes, it is true. Excuse me for any offences that I may have caused you. Lilian, why do not you two go for a walk? I am afraid that the weather will not stay too much in this state. It is getting colder and colder!"

"Very well, maman. Will you come, Mr Barnes?"

"Of course," he said, rising and giving Lilian his arm. Lady Elizabeth remained at the window, watching the two walking and suddenly a vague idea came to her. "What if Lilian is truly attached to Mr Barnes?"

While her mother was thus occupied, Lilian was herself very eager to place Mr Barnes questions of all kinds of natures. "How come that your cousin did not want to marry you?"

"It is not that she did not want. I gave her no signs of an inclination and therefore she turned her attention from me," he said without giving importance to the anxious inquiries of his companion. "After all, I can feel no remorse to her abandon. I have never thought of this match as possible."

"Is your other cousin well too?"

"Miss Welfield is very fine, though she is inclined to believe that I am her rightful property, now that Miss Barnes has become Mrs Downey."

"Do not tell me that she wants to marry you too! This is so strange and exaggerated, even to me! How amusing that you have been and are the interest of two young ladies at a time! Well, there must be another young lady, of whom the Holmes sisters have talked."

"What did they tell you?"

"They told me about your being attached to a very amiable young lady of large fortune, and that she must be one of their very acquaintances. Is it true, Mr Barnes?"

"Yes. I do not know how distorted the truth is in their eyes, but I am truly attached to that young lady, but that shall make no further subject of our conversation, for I am surely inclined to give a name."

Lilian felt a strange disappointment in his words. He spoke them so seriously, with such different manners than before, that she doubted his having ever been in love with her. Her hopes were restored when he added, "but I cannot say whether she feels the same, for, even though I have spent many days in her company, I could not determine a sign of affection."

Lilian spoke no more; she was convinced that something had to be said by him, and continued silently. He did say at last that they should return, but no further intimate conversation took place.

The following day Sir William went hunting with Mr Barnes, therefore Lilian and Lady Elizabeth were left by themselves, this being the perfect occasion for the eldest to speak up her thoughts:

"Lilian, I have noticed that from a time you and Mr Barnes seem to be very close. Now that my youngest daughter is married, I am very focused on your marrying as well. Tell me, has he shown any signs of inclination towards you?"

"Maman, those signs are obvious but not quite decisive. He is indeed very delighted with my company, but this is only because I am the only one of his age, of course, excepting the Holmes sisters. I am afraid that this will not lead to any proposal -"

"Lilian, do not think so; when I saw how well Emily liked London and its people, I was sure that she would bring home a gentleman from there. Yet she married one that had lived next door!"

"Do not compare my situation to Emily's. I am much more thoughtful than her and Mr Barnes is much more sensible than Mr Holmes. I do not mean to say that neither Emily and Mr Holmes are thoughtful or sensible, but it is a difference."

"If you say so, Lilian; but I shall continue in my belief."

Mr Barnes spoke unaffectedly his leaving two days later, and Lady Elizabeth was more than determined to seek his further continuance at Barton Hall.

"Mr Barnes, you cannot leave already! Four days are indeed a short stay! Please, remain at us at least a fortnight, for I am afraid that your leaving will do Lilian no good."

"Maman, you cannot make him stay; do as you please, Mr Barnes, my state is of no consequence," her daughter said.

"I am afraid that I cannot fulfill both requests at once, but since there is no need to go back home, I shall spare a few more days." He then looked at Lilian with the most sincere smile.

"How happy I am to hear it, Mr Barnes! Oh, Lilian, someone has sent a letter today; I think it is from your friend in London, Mrs Ford."

"Mrs Ford! How surprising! She must have got back to London; how is she, maman?"

"I did not read it, Lilian, for she clearly stated from the beginning that the letter was for you. I cannot understand why she has not sent it to you directly."

"That is of no importance now. Where is the letter?" While Lilian was gone to get the letter, Lady Elizabeth told Mr Barnes everything about Mrs Ford, as far as her personal knowledge would go.

"...And she is very quick of mind - the perfect companion for Lilian, though she is more to be thought of as one of my friends; we are very close of age."

 "Maman, she does not say anything important," Lilian stated after reading the letter, "she is in good health and misses my company. Should I answer it?"

"Is there any doubt? Of course you should! You can even invite her to Barton Hall, however I do not know how amiable she shall be to you, Mr Barnes."

"It is of no consequence."

Chapter 14

The house in London impressed Lilian with its dimensions and furnishings, though the town seemed too crowdy for her taste. Emily had formed many acquaintances, that were altogether pleasant and joined them every evening to dinner. Lilian found interest in a particular friend of her sister, who was introduced in the evening of their arrival. Her name was Mrs Ford and she proved herself, with very few words, to be of excessive quickness of mind. It was very pleasing to find, through so many, such a person, from whom she could so much learn and know. Mrs Ford had a great variety of domains in which she was very acknowledged, especially the matter of young ladies and gentlemen in town. She seemed delighted to meet her, but soon expressed that her stay in London was to be ended soon, for she had been invited by her sisters-in-law in the countryside. She was a widow, and seemed to be at the age of thirty-six, but her manners convinced Lilian that she was nothing less than a very amiable lady. She was in her presence only for four or five days, and within this short time Mrs Ford taught Lilian so many things about a young lady's conduct in so large a town.

Mr and Mrs Holmes were very eager to acquaint the latter's parents with everyone, while Lilian admired the books that Emily owned. She was sure that her sister found extremely little time to read, and did not wonder at Emily's knowing none of the book titles. Mr Holmes, however, had read them all, and showed Lilian the poems that he considered most delightful.

"Emily is not eager to read them, but she finds so much pleasure in searching for a perfect dress; I should have expected it to happen; and there are so many assemblies throughout in London that it has become her favourite subject. Sometimes, I wish she would stop," Mr Holmes said, while the others were in the other room, serving tea.

"Mr Holmes, I am quite unsure if you are guilty for it. You see, Emily has always been in search of new people and events. Perhaps you should confront it; she will never be able to give up dancing and conversing."

"How true it is, Miss Barton."

"And you cannot expect her to be fond of riding and hunting, as you do," Lilian added. "It is very unlikely that she shall ever stay indoors and listen to your reading out loud. I have been her sister for too long to believe any longer that a change can be made."

"Indeed, indeed; let us return."

By 'the rest of the month', Emily most probably meant the rest of the spring, for her family's stay in London was extended until the first days of June, when Mr Holmes received a letter from his sisters, who were stating that Mr Barnes had sent a note to Barton Hall, expressing his willingness to call on its inhabitants, but had been prevented by their absence. He had asked when they would all return home, and the two young ladies asked the same question; Lady Elizabeth was, therefore, forced to give an answer. She wrote that their continuance at London would not be long; Lilian was eager to go home too, and her wish was fulfilled when, in the first week of summer, the party left for Hertfordshire, promising the Holmeses to return as soon as nothing would keep them at home.

Arriving home, Lilian was very nervous about meeting him again, but it was saddening to her that the more days passed, the less she expected him to come. He did not show up, and no letter was received. Noticing it, she called on the Holmes sisters, from whom she expected information upon the matter.

"Miss Barton, we did not tell you, and yet we should have; he announced," Miss Cassandra said, "that, though being a pity, it would be the last chance to see him as a single man."

At this reply Lilian was very confused. Although she did not notice the mild smile upon Cassandra's face, and the sudden exchange of looks between the two sisters, she could not help but doubt this affirmation; Mr Barnes would not, could not and did not need to get married, unless a matter forced him to. "I shall wish him to be very happy. Miss Cassandra, please tell me, did he give a name of a possible wife?"

"Why, yes, we asked him immediately - you know us very well - and he said that a young woman of great fortune had captured his attention, and that he had spent so long a time in her company, that he was determined to marry her."

"We even asked him whether we knew her, Miss Barton," her sister added, "and he replied that it was probable, for that young lady was one of our brother's acquaintances. Can you believe such a match, Miss Barton?"

"I cannot make an answer, for I have not thought that long upon this business. Pray tell me, where did he leave for after meeting you?"

"He went to London, I believe," Cassandra said, "though I am not quite sure. He did not give any details; he could be gone to Richmond. Indeed, I do not know."

After this short conversation, Lilian left, repeating the account of that lady whom Mr Barnes intended to marry. "Good fortune, so long a time in her company, Mr Holmes' acquaintance, why, is there any doubt? It is a thorough description of no other than, yes, I am sure, it is me!" She broadly smiled and returned back home. Lady Elizabeth saw that her daughter was in unusually high spirits and asked her husband if he knew the reason for Lilian's conduct. He obviously did not know. Lady Elizabeth tried to pierce Lilian's shield of happiness and get a few words at least about her state. Lilian only retired to her chamber and remained there until dinner was served. Her spirits had come back, but no answer was returned to the persistent questions of her mother.

Though no news from Mr Barnes were received, Lilian was in good disposition; the following months passed with no signs either from Mr Barnes or from London. It was a sunny October day when a letter was brought to Lady Elizabeth. After reading it, she was very alarmed and could not say too much. She immediately gave a few orders to the servants and Lilian could glance upon the letter; it was announcing that Emily had given birth to an excessively beautiful son, whom she named Joseph, as his father. Lady Elizabeth left the following morning, after spending the rest of the previous the day in very restless spirits. Lilian heard repeatedly how bad that they had not announced her mother earlier, so that she would have been present at the event. She was delighted to see her mother go at last; but Sir William was very anxious too. She told him far too many times that nothing awful had happened, that this was a very joyful matter, and that he should not have worried in this manner.

Chapter 13

Causing happiness to Lilian and regret to Mr Barnes, Mr George Chester was not joined by his brother; he came only with his father, who was eager to leave the three in the company of each other. Lady Elizabeth could not display her feelings of despise towards her nephew because of the brotherly affection for the eldest Mr Chester. Lilian was much inclined to do so, when her cousin was absent, in the presence of Mr Barnes. He thought her opinion of him very amusing, but acted very unaffectedly when he was present. Their visit was short and lasted a week. It was shortened by an event that occurred on the sixth day of their stay, which was witnessed by Mr Barnes and was a source of strong embarrassment to Lilian.

In the morning, her parents and the elder Mr Chester went to pay a visit to the Holmes sisters, who had returned from London; therefore, Lilian, Mr Barnes and Mr Chester remained on their own. The two gentlemen discussed very dull matters and stood silent after realizing that nothing could be talked of. Lilian, who had been pretending to read, closed the book and put it aside. She rose and went to the window, and was immediately followed by her cousin. Noticing his approach, she turned her gaze upon the fields, but was soon distracted by the message that Mr Chester whispered.

"Mr Chester, what is the meaning of this proposal?!", she instantly shouted.

"I only wanted to know if you would do me the favor of being my lifelong companion, Lilian," he answered, seeming disturbed at her response.

"I cannot comprehend the reasons for your asking me this," she said, as she left the room. She went outside and gave no importance to the sentiments her cousin felt at that moment. "How disagreeable and ill-natured he is! I shiver only when I think of being his wife! How can he even think of a positive answer? Why is he even in my home? I shall not talk to him ever again! And only think of Mr Barnes! He has heard it all, and perhaps he is now hearing explanations from - oh, how I dread that creature!," she thought. Her meditations should have continued, but she noticed that the others were returning; the Holmes sisters were coming, too. They all went indoors and Lilian noticed that Mr Barnes was alone in the sitting-room. She had imagined that he should look at her with terror, but his face only expressed an understanding smile. Lilian was suddenly at ease and the evening passed pleasantly, and the following day all the more, for their leaving was announced and the two Mr Chesters took their leave before lunch.

"Lilian," her mother said to her, "I have noticed that Mr Chester gazed upon you very strangely - do you know anything of the matter?"

"If I could only tell you, maman - " she replied, "but it is of least importance."

Lilian had fancied that Mr Barnes should talk of this matter as soon as they were left alone, but he acted differently. It was first spoken of a week after the incident, and only accidentally. They were walking along the shelves in the library, when he exclaimed:

"I cannot understand why these novels," pointing at three different volumes, "give the idea of women refusing men so often that they should not be ever proposed to."

"It is not just the authors' imagination that points it; you have witnessed a situation of the kind not so long ago."

"Miss Barton, I was exceedingly startled at his conduct, and I cannot doubt you were as well."

"As you noticed, I did not give the matter second thoughts, for it was too exaggerated to think of it. But I must ask, what did my cousin do after it?"

"He laughed. He only said that he had not proposed properly, and wanted to go to you and excuse himself, but I prevented him from doing it."

Lilian felt so warm a feeling for Mr Barnes at hearing it, that she no longer doubted her affection for him.

"Thank you, Mr Barnes. You have spared me so much unwanted ill-disposition."

After two months of absence from Barton Hall, Mr and Mrs Holmes returned, very joyous and happy. Lilian found in this an occasion to let Emily know of her being proposed by her cousin.

"What, my sister has refused my cousin?! How can it be? Lilian, you have mistaken his manners; perhaps he was so nervous whenever you were present that his conduct was altered. You cannot be thinking the same now, just think of his regret and pain!"

"Emily, I can see how London has affected you. Not only that you have forgotten how poor his manners were, but you seem to think well of everyone."

"Was it not my goal that I would stop looking at everything with bad eyes?"

"It was, Emily, but not in this way; this is needed only when a stranger is involved. I am afraid that our cousin is not a stranger at all, and even if he was, I would still have seen that he was not amiable or worth being acquainted. Besides, there is still one matter that has prevented me from accepting."

"Pray, tell me!"

"Mr Barnes was there, and my reaction really surprised him. I was excessively startled at Mr Chester's behaviour and even Mr Barnes' being there could not make me remain silent."

"Mr Barnes, of course! Lilian, what did he do afterwards?"

"He noticed that Mr Chester was determined to follow me, and he prevented him from doing it, can you believe this?"

"Why should I not? It is of little consequence, I believe. Mr Barnes is too much of a gentleman to let our cousin repeat his proposal."

Emily and Mr Holmes left as unexpectedly as they had come, and Lady Elizabeth was quite obliged to receive Emily's invitation to spend the rest of the month in London. Emily asked Lilian whether she desired to go to, and her sister accepted, knowing that this would mean an undefined separation from Mr Barnes, whom she so dearly had been seeing every day. He was not surprised at hearing their leaving, and agreed that his visit had been far too long. "Mr Barnes, I am sure that Emily will not disagree with your coming as well," Lilian's mother said, noticing that his countenance had changed and he seemed very sorry to leave.

"I have been a companion to you for too long, and Miss Barton is very happy to get rid of me, I am sure," he said, smiling and regretting at the same time.

"If you could only now, my dearest Mr Barnes," she thought, only smiling back.

Chapter 12

Mr Barnes gladly received the invitation and was welcomed two weeks later, with very joyous spirits. Lilian was quite ashamed of herself at seeing him with so unaffected a conduct, and decided to leave her former indisposition behind. Mr Barnes was, indeed, not much altered, and therefore nothing was changed in their mutual conduct, except Mr Barnes' slight inclination to spend more time with Lilian. It had to be noticed, however, by the two Holmes sisters; Catherine, especially, joined them more often whenever she was not prevented by the conversations of others and carefully listened to everything they said to each other. Lilian was not affected at all for this interruption, she was rather eager to observe Mr Barnes' conduct towards someone else. He was at first not influenced by Catherine, but from a time he began to talk very little, and of very unimportant matters, such as weather and books. One day, as he and Lilian were walking around Barton Hall, she asked him:

"Mr Barnes, I have noticed that your conduct has been changed, has something happened?"

"I do not know - perhaps Miss Catherine's presence has altered my countenance. She joins us a lot lately, I have to get used to that."

"She and her sister used to be very generous and friendly. From a time, however, they seem to be in need of something, and I cannot quite find out the reason. Except of Miss Catherine's -"

Lilian stopped, realizing in time her enormous mistake. Catherine's affection for Mr Barnes was of course kept secret by everybody; she quickly replied, "her being bored and in need of entertainment."

"Of course, I should have thought of that. Miss Barton, I hope you do remember my cousin, Anne Barnes."

"Why, of course. Has anything happened?"

"Yes; she is getting married. You would be surprised to know her choice, for it is not a settled thing; she wants to get married, but she desperately tries to reach someone."

"And who might that be, dare I ask?"

"It is actually me who she wants to marry. Her father has called on me several times before I left, and has informed me of her wish."

Lilian received the news with very much surprise. The way he laughed at so serious a matter was of course strange. "This is a form of her proposing?"

"Yes," he answered laughing. "But I have assured you before and I shall still do that I do not mean to marry one of my relatives. Miss Barton, you seem quite vexed and startled. I hope you were not alarmed by the news. It is of little importance even to me."

"I am only thinking of Miss Barnes' reply to your refusal," she answered. "It can only harm her."

"Of course, the only way to avoid it is to marry her, and that -" he said, stopping for a moment to contemplate on Lilian's pale face, "is not even thought of."

Lilian was happy to hear it, without expressing it, and after the conversation continued to a more pleasant subject, she realized, unaware until that moment, that Mr Barnes had seen it on her face, and undoubtedly he knew and thought about her feelings for him. She reddened, but did everything to hide her embarrassment. It was, however, inevitable that the subject would be brought up. Not that day, indeed, for a short spring rain prevented them from walking any further and returned inside, where they found company in Lady and Sir Barton.

"Emily has written," her mother immediately announced, "and she misses us a lot, though I cannot believe it, for she has always told me that London has everything she needs. Of course it might be upsetting to have no one but Mr Holmes as company, but I am sure that there are plenty of young ladies and gentlemen to whom she can speak. What do you think, Lilian?"

"Emily shall never change; it is her temper that determines her to think this way. She is not steady in her opinions, and this makes her change her mind very quickly. In this aspect, I cannot say too much."

"How do you find Emily's account, Mr Barnes?"

"Miss Barton has said all that I could have thought of."

"Well, how silent you both are today," Sir William said, looking at Lilian with a smile.

"The bad weather has indisposed us, perhaps," Mr Barnes said, noticing Sir William's countenance.

"Mr Barnes, it is not going to rain for too long, look, the clouds are nearly gone," Lady Elizabeth said, clearly not seeing the strange looks that were exchanged in front of her eyes, and rather wanting to see the sky and its alterations."

"Maman, how are the two Miss Holmeses? I have heard nothing of them for the past two days."

"My dear, I sincerely do not know. It appears that they have left for London, or Bath, well, I am not sure, for no one has told me a word about it; their servants have told ours that they have left yesterday morning."

"It is so uncommon for them to leave without telling us!" Lilian said; all this time, Mr Barnes was listening to the conversation very thoughtfully.

"It is indeed. Lilian, do you think that they are angry with us?", Sir William asked.

"Why should they be? They have called on us very recently, and they seemed very high-spirited." With these words, she looked at Mr Barnes, who glanced back, with a mild smile.

"Indeed; should I write Emily and ask her?"

"Yes, maman, you should."

The letter was sent and by the following days' post it was answered, carrying a positive reply to the question.

My dear mother,

 I have received your last letter with great astonishment at my sisters-in-law's disappearance. I asked Joseph whether he knew anything about this matter and he declared that he did not. However, this afternoon he came to me and told me that his sisters had wanted to surprise us with a short visit that would be made tomorrow, yet I was sure that they had not known the impatience they caused you, leaving you with no information upon the matter.

I intend to tell them that an announcement should have been made, at least to us, so that we could know at least how to welcome them. It is of little importance now, but I shall tell them never to repeat this. I had wanted to write you, but an assembly prevented me from it.

I have heard that Mr Barnes has come to Barton Hall. Please send him my greetings; I hope that you and father are in a very good state and that Lilian is in good disposition.

Your loving daughter,

Emily

When the letter was being read, they were all gathered by the fire and Lady Elizabeth was the first to comment on it.

"What a conduct!," Lady Elizabeth said, "I have never imagined that they could leave by themselves just to make an unexpected call on them. I cannot stop to wonder at their behaviour."

"My dear, you must not speak like that, we all want to surprise each other at a point," her father said.

"We cannot do anything to change it now, however, and besides, it is not so dreadful a thing," Mr Barnes added.

Lady Elizabeth exclaimed: "Emily has not written to us because of an assembly! She is so careless sometimes!"

"Maman, that is not very important at present. Nothing is important at all, if I am to be honest. People always get bored after staying too much in one place; we cannot punish them for it."

This affair was forgotten when Lady Elizabeth came into the room, later that day, with a letter in her hand:

"My brother has written again! He says that they are all heading towards Barton Hall! There is little to be done now, I am afraid. I shall tell the servants to put everything in order for their arrival." After she left the room, Lilian began to laugh.

"Maman is so dreadfully affected by their coming. They are extremely disagreeable and are more of a bad acquaintance, but they are part of our family and there is little we can do to escape them."

"I have only met your eldest cousin, George Chester. He has not left me too much of a bad impression and perhaps the other one is more amiable."

"I assure you it is not so," she said smiling.

"Is their company worse than Miss Catherine's?"

"I cannot make an answer to this question. You have to see for yourself."

Chapter 11

The following day, Mr Holmes and Mr Barnes paid a visit to the Bartons and Emily, who had been informed of Lilian's conversation with the former, received them in great spirits. However, Mr Holmes behaved as usual, and Mr Barnes used this occasion to give Lilian her present, which proved itself to be a very fine muslin gown. Lilian was obliged to receive it, and Mr Barnes was delighted at seeing her happiness.

At their leaving, Emily looked very confused. Lilian could not find a reason for his delaying the proposal in this manner, and assured her sister of his being only nervous.

"Lilian, it is not true; Mr Holmes is not nervous or shy at all, and I was quite convinced that he needed to talk to me in private."

"But it was so, my dear sister, perhaps he -"

Lilian stopped, trying to find a reasonable excuse. She was startled when Emily said, "You are right, Lilian, he must have been nervous - there can be no other reason." Lilian, poorly pleased with her sister's state, told her to join her in her walk. Just when they were heading indoors, one hour later, a note was brought in, from Mr Holmes.

"Oh, Lilian, this must be it!" Emily said, extremely joyful. After reading it, however, her spirits lowered, and she told her sister through tears:

"Lilian, he is leaving for Richmond with Mr Barnes! What is the meaning of all these? Why does he let these things happen?"

"Emily, he must have been forced to leave - perhaps something has occurred and they both have to leave today, you must not think of him as being cruel and irresponsible for his actions."

"But he is, Lilian, he is," she said before bursting into tears.

The two gentlemen left, indeed, and Emily was sad, but she knew how to mask it, and their parents did not know anything of the matter. Emily had expected their absence to be long, but it was, though not fully, redeemed by a letter from Mr Barnes, which brought no excuses, yet assured the two sisters that no such thing as vexation had removed them from Hertfordshire.

Lilian taught Emily to reconcile herself, but Emily was so steady in her belief, that not even Lilian could soften her situation.

An invitation from Mrs Redford to the two sisters was refused, for Lilian considered Emily too weak for this kind of entertainment, and the following three weeks passed with no news from those in Richmond.

On the second day of Christmas, Lilian went with Sir William and Lady Elizabeth to visit some relatives two hours from them, by carriage. Returning home, Lilian was welcomed with great spirits by Emily, but she could not find the source of all this happiness, for Mr Holmes was waiting for them in the sitting-room.

"Mr Holmes, how pleasant of you to be here!", Lilian said, with evident cheerfulness.

"Miss Barton, I am very delighted to see you again in such good health. I believe you have realized the reason for my coming; it is a settled thing, but there is still one aspect that I need to resolve, and that of your parents' consent. Please excuse me."

After leaving the room, Lilian expressed to Emily her kindest and most sincere congratulations on her marrying Mr Holmes, and Emily told her how surprised she was at seeing him call on her.

The wedding took place one month later, and Mr and Mrs Holmes set off for their newly purchased house in London, leaving Lilian and her parents at Barton Hall, in the company of Miss Cassandra and Miss Catherine, who had been chosen to remain and take care of the estate. Lilian thought Emily's leaving as both painful and pleasant, for this should have been a trial for both of them, since neither of the two could do without each other. The mother of the Barton sisters was extremely happy, but could not help a feeling of regret; Emily was surely to be missed by everyone. She promised, however, at their leaving, that she would write as often as she could; this respect assured Lilian of their keeping close in the future.

Although the two Holmes sisters expressed their infinite pain at Emily's moving, the matter was exceedingly soon forgotten and they began to walk every day, in the mornings or in the evenings, to Barton Hall, and kept Lilian company, without her definite demand. At first, they let her know how much they regretted Emily's absence; Lilian thought it exaggerated for hitherto none of the two sisters had shown much interest in her sister's presence. From a particular time, however, the Holmeses fancied themselves Lilian's most intimate friends and began placing her inappropriate questions, such as, "Miss Barton, what do you find appealing in a man's countenance?" or "Miss Lilian (growing very attached, as to call her by her Christian name), how did you find our brother's assembly this winter?". Lilian was not particularly affected by these inquiries, but found them undoubtedly improper and sought an escape from answering them. At first, there was none, but Lilian was convinced after some time that asking the same ridiculous things should threaten them so much as to stop asking themselves.

"Miss Lilian," they replied unaware of Lilian's ways, "what do you mean? Of course that all the matters of love are our property only. It is a most uncomfortable situation to speak on such a subject."

"That is my exact thought, my dearest friends," Lilian thought; after this incident, she could see the effects on the two young ladies. They grew more distant, and did not say anything related to the heart from that day on.

One evening, as the three left members of the Barton family were sitting by the fire, Lady Elizabeth said to the rest:

"I do not know how to announce you, for it may not be pleasant for either of you, but my brother has reminded me in a letter which I have received lately of an old invitation that I have sent to him and my nephews, and he has expressed the wish of returning to Barton Hall, since my youngest daughter has left." Speaking the last few words concerning Emily, she threw her gaze upon Lilian. "Your answer shall be of greater consequence than your father's, therefore I shall ask you whether to welcome them or not."

"Maman, you cannot refuse them - nor can you approve their coming; it is up to you to decide. I personally think that their presence shall do me no good, since they are very disagreeable and may have not altered since I last met them."

"However provoking your opinion may seem, I agree with you, Lilian. Your cousins are not an appropriate acquaintance and no benefit can be received from your meeting them again. My dear, I say you had better find a decent excuse," Sir William said, being of the same opinion as Lilian.

"What should I tell my brother? Oh, I know - Emily has invited us all to spend at least one month in London!"

"It is a little exaggerated; you should not tell him the period of time. Tell him that it is an indefinite visit and could last several weeks or even months," Lilian responded, seeming disappointed in her mother's poor excuse.

"Very well; I shall write him tomorrow."

The following week a letter was brought to Lilian, which appeared to have been sent by Mr Barnes.

Dear Miss Barton,

I have not made the slightest movement that could have brought you an account of my present existence, and I find it an obligation to fulfill your sister's wish, which has been made known at Mr Holmes' ball, and that of writing more often.

I should firstly offer my most sincere congratulations and apologies, the first for your sister marrying well, and the second for my not being present at this joyful event. You must have been acknowledged of my duty to remain in town due to some complications concerning my estate in Richmond. Yet this has been thoroughly solved and I am no longer oppressed by this kind of affairs, except this last commitment that I am forced to fulfill.

I hope that your family is well and that Mr and Mrs Holmes are in good health; I must confess that I have not written my friend a word all this time, but I do trust his friendship and understanding.

I am well-disposed and joyful as always and no alteration concerning my health has been made. Forgive me for writing so limited a letter but I must admit of my being a little occupied with the before-mentioned affair. Receive once again my congratulations and apologies. I remain,

Yours sincerely,

Edward Barnes

Lilian ought to have been happy at the news from him, but she felt only a feeling of disappointment, without a particular cause. She thought at first that the source of all unhappiness was the dimension of the letter. It was, indeed, very short, but it contained the very excuse for its being so. Therefore, Lilian found the reason of her bad disposition in the distance between them and in the fact of his being worried about his own concerns, and not about hers. Hearing this from another, Lilian would have thought it foolish and childlike, but she sank in her own misery, thinking that nothing but Mr Barnes' coming at Barton Hall would save her from this state. Thanks to her loving parents and their way of bringing her up, Lilian expected and demanded his presence in Hertfordshire, but nothing of the kind was planned or thought of. Lilian suddenly decided to write him back, expressing her disappointment, but immediately after writing the first two lines, she realized her own stupidity. Moreover, her mother wondered one day if they should invite Mr Barnes to spend some time at Barton Hall. Lilian did not say anything in response, therefore her mother took the liberty of writing him herself.

Chapter 10

"Lilian, have you heard? Mr Holmes has set the date of a ball! How wonderful, is it not?"

"Emily, this is splendid! Where shall it take place?" Lilian said, several months after the before-mentioned incident.

"It is uncertain - I believe at Ellsworth Manor, for it is the largest place I can think of. Lilian, think only of the dancing, how amazing it shall be!"

"My dearest daughters," Lady Elizabeth interfered, "thinking of a ball can only bring me joyous thoughts - for there must be an eligible young man, with a good fortune, and perhaps agreeable, that should captivate your attention. It is a great event, especially for you, Emily, since Mr Holmes hosts the ball."

"Maman, you cannot think of our being more than friends!" Emily answered, startled at her mother's saying.

"I can, and I shall. Lilian, you must think seriously about a future attachment, for soon you shall turn twenty-one. At your age, many women are considered old."

"It is my situation and relations that gives me the right of being old without others' saying this," Lilian answered laughing.

"That is true, indeed, but you cannot depend on this belief forever, my dearest Lilian; you see, one never stops aging."

Lady Elizabeth quit the room and left the two sisters alone.

"Lilian, do you think that Mr Barnes has been invited?"

"What should I say? Not a single word have I received since he left us in May."

"It is true; I believe that Mr Holmes has thought of him, but I am sure that an urgent matter has prevented him from coming."

"We cannot know it."

Lilian's belief was done justice, for two weeks later, on the evening of Lilian's anniversary, several carriages were waiting in front of Ellsworth Manor; it came as a surprise to Lilian when Mr Holmes announced the ball as a birthday present for her.

Emily was exceedingly pleased with the ball and danced as often as she could, for no one could prevent her. When a short pause was made, however, she told Lilian how fatigued she was. Her sister said to Emily that she was extremely sorry for her, but she could do nothing to make her situation better.

"But why are you not dancing, Lilian? It is a great birthday present, and it would be a pity to act so ungratefully towards Mr Holmes, as to not dance."

"I am not in the necessary spirits, my dear Emily. I enjoy seeing you dance; I sincerely think that no proper partner can be found in this room, except Mr Holmes, who is of course your partner."

"Very well, Lilian," Emily said, before going again.

Lilian wandered her eyes upon the other faces, and was almost shocked when she recognized Mr Barnes' face, while he was trying to reach her table.

"Miss Barton, how glad I am to meet you!" he said, bowing.

"Mr Barnes, I did not know you were to come," she replied, with a sincere look in her eyes.

"Of course, I am a very unstable man, and I still have a few people to greet, but will you do me so great a favour, as to dance with me?"

"There is no reason why I would not."

This reply was enough and Mr Barnes' face gleamed with joy. They danced very cheerfully and even Emily, who was dancing as well, could not help a little frown when she saw her sister dancing with so unexpected a guest. After the dance was over, Lilian went to Emily so happy, that her sister was sure then of her being in love with Mr Barnes.

"Lilian, when did it all happen? No sooner had Mr Barnes arrived, than you were already dancing with him! I cannot imagine your charms - they are too strong for my understanding."

"Emily, I can hardly believe that you hear yourself - I have no unique charms and there are barely any in my countenance. There is very little truth in what you are saying."

"Then how will you explain the happiness on his face? My dear Lilian, you have surely bewitched him, although you say you cannot."

"Lilian, look, they are both approaching. Let us turn our conversation to another subject. How do you like the decorations, Emily?"

"They are outstanding; Mr Holmes has surely spared no efforts in decorating. Mr Barnes, I am exceedingly delighted with your presence here!" she said, noticing their arrival.

"Miss Emily, I cannot think of a greater pleasure than mine."

With these words, he turned to Lilian and said, looking very puzzled and amusing at the same time. "Miss Barton, I have quite forgotten - or was I not properly informed? - of your birthday anniversary. Presents are expected, of course, do not say they are not; I was not in knowledge of the event, but I have brought you something from London."

"From London?! Could this be the reason for your silence, all these months?" said Emily. Lilian looked at her with amazement and wanted to scold her, but she could not.

"Yes, it is indeed. There were so many things to deal with; should I have written, Miss Emily?"

"Why, yes!"

Lilian felt it was enough and suddenly exclaimed, "Mr Holmes, your present is perfect; few may compare with it and I am sure I shall never receive one as this again, I am sincerely obliged to be here."

"Miss Barton, may I exchange a few words with you?", Mr Holmes asked, surprising both Lilian and Emily.

"Why should there be a problem in that?" she answered, following him through the crowd. Having exited the house, Mr Holmes turned and continued:

"Miss Barton, I have discussed with your parents this concern and they are very pleased with it, but I shall be fully satisfied if I ask you as well. Everybody has noticed my close relationship with your sister, and few have even presumed that an attachment has been made. Yet I have not reached that point because the answer you have given me once -", he stopped to glance at her, "seemed not enough. So I set back to Ellsworth Manor to make a decision; by the time your sister arrived home, I was determined to try her feelings."

"Mr Holmes, is this supposed to lead to -"

"Yes, Miss Barton, you guessed right. I want to marry your sister, and I need to know your opinion."

"Mr Holmes, I have been watching the actions of you both towards each other, and I have quite decided that whenever this time may come, I shall be very satisfied. It is a very appropriate connection to be made and I cannot think of one reason against it. You have my happy, though insignificant consent."

"Miss Barton," he exclaimed, with a broad smile on his face, "you cannot imagine my happiness at hearing this! My sisters have said that I am too young to settle down, yet my own judgement has plenty of reasons against them. Thank you, Miss Barton, for your great understanding."

They returned and Lilian looked meaningfully at Emily. She saw, however, that the dancing had continued, and Mr Barnes was the partner of Miss Cassandra Holmes. Little was her surprise, for, as soon as Mr Barnes saw her entering the room, his eyes only looked upon her. She smiled and turned away, trying to watch Mr Holmes' conduct towards her sister. It was unchanged, however, and the evening passed amazingly, with many memories to contemplate on.

Chapter 9

Miss Catherine Holmes was extremely pleased with Mr Barnes. She developed though stronger feelings, which in some cases would have been considered love, yet she denied willingly to be attached to the one referred as 'Miss Barton's friend'. He was indeed Miss Barton's friend, for Mr Holmes was always in town on serious businesses. The Barton sisters pretended to believe Miss Catherine's weak pretence, but whenever they happened to be alone, they commented on her behaviour.

Miss Catherine's inclination for Mr Barnes was not doubted, but Emily pointed out Mr Barnes' conduct, unaware of Lilian's want to deny everything related to her inexistent attachment. Mr Barnes was very gentle and keen on everything, and Lilian knew immediately that it would be very hard to differentiate a friend or a lover's countenance in Mr Barnes'.

Mr Barnes left them very puzzled when he announced his leave. Lilian found it very hard to say good-bye with no promise of seeing each other again. She expressed this feeling to Emily and her sister told her, with the air of only reminding, that Lilian had to be in love. Lilian strongly denied this thought, but Emily mentioned Miss Catherine's denial and Lilian was persuaded to trust her feeling.

"My dearest Lilian, that month you spent at his estate, and these two weeks he spent here must have left you with a feeling of affection! Lilian, how happy I am to see you in this state!"

Lilian was very confused, and Emily only reminded her of it. After a while, she resigned herself with her sentiment and turned her attention to her sister and Mr Holmes. Nothing was changed, however, but Mr Holmes' eyes gleamed in a different manner when he spoke to Emily and they were seen often walking. Lilian, constantly remembering the question Mr Holmes had placed her, asked Emily if any events of a more intimate nature had occured between them. Emily joyfully answered that no occurence of the kind had passed.

As weeks passed, however, Emily and Mr Holmes became very close. Lilian had come to doubt her sister's sincerity, and watched them carefully. This became difficult when a tea party was arranged and Mr Holmes and his sisters where not the only invited; Lilian's eldest cousin, Mr George Chester and his father were to come, too. Emily had grown very attached to the Holmeses and was very distracted whenever Lilian required her attention. Therefore, Lilian confronted the guests in an extremely miserable state. Lady Elizabeth had promised of its being only a short gathering, just to share recent accounts of their mutual acquaintances. It proved itself to be a picnic, since the Mr Chesters brought plenty of food, simply stating their unawareness of the kind of invitation. Lilian was thus forced to endure five long hours of outdoor entertainment, while Emily and Mr Holmes chose not to sit by the party and wander around.

At a certain moment, Lilian's attention was distracted from surrounding discussions by her mother's saying, that a guest which should please her very much was expected.

"Maman, you have not invited Mr Barnes, have you?" she said, trembling at the thought.

"Lilian, you are so quick of mind! Yes, I have. Are you not satisfied, my dear?" her mother replied; the smile on her face partly faded.

She hardly knew what to say, but her mother turned and joined Miss Cassandra and Mr George's conversation, in which Lilian could find no interest. She decided to take a short walk and excused herself; during her wandering, she found her sister and Mr Holmes in deep conversation.

"Lilian, has someone sent for us?" Emily said, after noticing her sister's presence.

"Not at all, I was just taking a stroll to unwind - I am sorry to have interrupted you."

"Miss Barton, we were just thinking of you, please join us, we have nothing to discuss," Mr Holmes added.

Lilian, seeing herself without a choice, was seated near them and thought about this lack of discussion subjects, which awakened her curiosity. She soon told her sister:

"Emily, maman has not told us a single word, but she has invited Mr Barnes to the tea party!"

"My dear Lilian, how did she not tell you? Why, she has told me the day he invited him! Poor Lilian, can you imagine it, Mr Holmes?"

"It is very amusing, but it is obviously of great consequence to Miss Barton, to be the last person to know."

"But how - I cannot believe it! And how foolish of me to - what was maman thinking? It is indeed unbelievable -"

"Lilian," her sister said, almost laughing, "you cannot be angry with maman. Of course there was a reason for her silence; do not you think, Mr Holmes?"

"Perhaps it was a serious one; Miss Barton, you should not be thus alarmed, it is of little importance."

"Excuse me - I shall continue my walk."

Lilian rose and quickly retired, and when a distance had been reached, and she was protected by the shadow of some tall oaks, she burst into tears, but with no resentment to the news itself; she was more surprised and startled at their silence and felt angry with her sister and her mother. The thought of their thinking of her as incapable of understanding the matter, which, as Lilian realized, was not serious at all, soon persuaded her to think of others with strong hatred and despise.

This was somehow left aside when her cousin appeared and, drying her eyes, she rose and bowed, whispering a short "Mr Chester".

"Lilian, what are you doing here?" he asked, seeming to believe that nothing had passed.

"Mr Chester, I do not find it the proper moment to call me by my last name. Please excuse my absence from the party, but I was in need of refreshment."

"Very well, Miss Barton, I shall fulfill your wish - but I am afraid that your presence is needed, for a gentleman has arrived and has questioned your absence."

"Thank you for telling me - I shall come as soon as I finish my walk."

"I hoped that you would join me back, but may it be as you like. Excuse me." He went back and Lilian soon followed him, hoping that meeting Mr Barnes would be pleasing. It proved itself to be so, and Lilian found a relief in telling Mr Barnes how vexed she was. He received her complaint with kindness and seemed to be of the same opinion. Miss Barton was pleased in her fancy with this privilege of being listened to. Mr Barnes' stay was short, however, once again, and was determined to leave before seven in the evening. Therefore, Lilian had to bear Mr Holmes' repeated glances and Emily's sweet apologies. Lilian was, however, steady in her belief and locked herself in her chamber as soon as the guests were gone. However, she heard a knock shortly after and opened the door, and seeing Emily, she burst into tears. She was persuaded by Emily that no upsetting thing had been thought of and their mother only had thought better if Lilian had not known. The matter was soon forgotten and Mr Holmes tried to rise Lilian's spirits whenever he thought necessary.

Chapter 8

Five days after Mr Holmes' sudden departure, a letter arrived from London.

Dear Lilian,

You should have told me as soon as Mr Holmes left that something had removed him from Wharton Park. He has written that he is heading home, because of an urgent business; please let me now if any information in that respect has reached you.

We are very alarmed and I think he has done badly to leave you and Mr Barnes alone. I cannot suppose anything, but I am very upset by this movement of his. I hope everything shall be as before very soon.

There is a matter I need to discuss, and that of a great ball that took place on Friday evening. My dearest sister, I have never encountered or imagined such a ball! So many good-looking men and women, and such expensive decorations! And the dance, how wonderful I danced! I must mention that three different young men have asked me to be their partner, and I even joined during two consecutive dances a very handsome officer - Lilian, pray, do not scold me for this - I have quite mistaken their habits. Of course, while maman and papá are away, I cannot make a decision or an approval without their knowing. But I am determined to believe that London has done me good; Mr Holmes' sisters have said that my countenance has never been so spirited! I am very pleased with this place, and I hope my leaving shall not happen very soon.

How are you, my dear Lilian? I have been missing your presence so much, although the two Miss Holmes are very pleasing.

I hope that Mr Barnes is the same amiable gentleman that you have written me about. What does he have to say about Mr Holmes' leaving? Pray, let me now as soon as possible.

Your most affectionate sister,

Emily Barton

This letter brought so many feelings to Lilian - the unconscious conduct of her sister, the sudden inclination to officers, her feelings of reluctance against Mr Holmes - she was surely missing something very important. The past days had gone very smoothly, with long walks in the park and through the shelves, but Lilian seldom asked herself what Mr Holmes' plan was.

Mr Barnes was altogether kind, generous and gentleman-like; his countenance pleased Lilian very much and he seemed to enjoy her presence in the house. It was to be shortened, however, for after only a month of stay at Wharton Park, Lilian received a letter from her mother, who found her stay long enough for a respectable young lady; her own tour in the northern counties had been ended, with a kind invitation from Sir William to his brother-in-law and nephews to visit Barton Hall, and her mother also mentioned a short invitation to Mr Barnes to spend at least one week at their estate in Hertfordshire. Mr Barnes received the invitation, but excused the possibility of a delay in fulfilling it, due to some concerns of his own estate that needed solving. So Lilian left Wharton Park very pleased with its appearance and its owner, hoping to receive the latter at Barton Hall as soon as time would allow it.

Arriving home and seeing her mother again, Lilian was surprised at Emily's absence and demanded to know the reason of her continuance in London. Lady Elizabeth simply answered that Emily was too fond of London to leave it so soon.

The thought of Emily's alteration was soon encountered by Lilian, but she was too eager to meet Mr Holmes and observe his behaviour towards her to give the thought enough importance. Her friend proved himself to be as before, with no change in manners, and that was a relief for Lilian. He even laughed at the sobriety of their former conversation, telling Lilian the stupefaction of hearing her call him 'sir'. Lilian laughed at his surprise and was taken over by the same lively spirits of the previous times.

She met her cousins at last and was exceedingly amazed at their poor manners. Her mother might have mentioned that they were of well-breeding, yet Lilian strongly believed the opposite. Not only that the eldest, Mr George Chester, was very rude especially to her, but he even laughed at her calling him 'Mr Chester'. Lilian did not know what to think and hoped that at least the younger cousin, Mr William Chester, would turn out to act politely. But he did not and their relatively short stay at Barton Hall was a terrible period of time to her.

One week after their leaving she received Emily home, with little alteration, which proved Lilian her deception. She was, indeed, livelier, and that was very pleasing to Lilian, and the new gowns and gifts that she had purchased from London made a great impression on her sister. Emily expressed the wish of meeting Mr Barnes and Lilian sent him a letter renewing her invitation. It was answered within a few days and Mr Barnes was soon to be expected at Barton Hall. He was received in great manners and everyone was pleased with him, especially Emily, which listened to him very attentively. Though the party had enlarged, Mr Barnes and Lilian continued their daily walks, just as they would have at Wharton Park, the only difference being of the change of host. Lilian was very keen on showing him every secret place, every shadowy corner of the domain; Emily joined them for a while, but after some walks she excused herself for being unable of walking so large a distance. Lilian noticed her sister's look while she was saying this and was convinced of Emily's belief of a possible attachment between her and Mr Barnes.

Instead of being pleased with someone's certitude of being so, Lilian began to remove herself from Mr Barnes, afraid of getting too close and giving him hopes of eventual affection. Mr Holmes, observant as always, noticed Lilian's countenance and, one day, while he was invited to tea, told her reservedly that no worries of the kind needed to occur to her. Lilian remained restless and followed Mr Barnes' every movement, until one day, when she failed in the constant reticence and gave up, thinking of her own exaggeration.

Chapter 7

Miss Barnes and Miss Welfield's stay was short and lasted only three days. They were to visit some other relatives and could not stay longer. The first thing Lilian asked Mr Barnes was:

"I shall ignore the reason you have given me and I shall ask you once more: what do you find so unpleasant in your cousins' manners that you cannot consider marriage being possible?"

"Miss Barton, am I to understand by your question that you are curious to find out the mysteries of our family?"

"You have used rough words, but I shall agree."

"As you have noticed, my cousins belong to the upper half of society. There could be no objections, and nor me, nor my cousins come from poor families. My father's death can be considered, though inappropriately, an advantage in the match. I am stubborn, but I have been brought up to do what I consider to be proper. I have seen large families that, were they mine, would persuade me to marry one of them. But they are not, and I shall not marry my cousins. I am free to make a choice of my own; were I extremely poor, I would still believe as I do now. I hope I have satisfied your question."

"I do not understand how people can think of others as part of a play. Do not doubt my sincerity now; Barnes, you say you will not marry any of the cousins. But I have noticed that Miss Barnes has a much sharpened sense of humour, and that Miss Welfield is very keen on history. I suppose that you consider marrying them as having a wife that is amusing and keen on history. I always tell myself that I cannot choose the both sides of a matter."

"That is the main reason I do not want to marry either of them, Holmes. Since they cannot unite and form a perfect being, I will wait until I meet one."

"How is your sister, Miss Barton?" the other asked.

"She is very well, thank you. In her last letter - which I received just the other day - she said that her acquaintance had largely improved. She had met a lot of officers - but she has told me so many times that she finds no interest in this kind of people, for their low situations and expectations - that I anticipate nothing to happen."

"And your parents?", Mr Barnes asked her.

"They haven't written, though I believe they are somewhere near Sheffield; I think they are wandering in the countryside, which must be really exciting."

"And who else is with them, dare I ask?"

"My mother's brother is with them, Mr Chester, and his two sons, Mr Charles and Mr George. I had known nothing of their existence until my mother told me, in her last letter."

"Have they left a good impression?", Mr Holmes asked.

"No, not at all. My mother was very delighted that an attachment could be formed," she said, quickly glancing at Mr Barnes, "but their conduct was too poor as to leave my mother satisfied. She mentioned their good looks, but that is far from enough. She also told me how rich they were, of course, thanks to my uncle, but that is more of a bad aspect, for they are proud, as my mother names it."

The two gentlemen stood silent, then a letter was brought to Mr Holmes.

"It is from Catherine! I hope nothing bad has happened." He quickly skimmed the letter and smiled. "Yes, indeed, she has bought herself an elegant muslin and wanted to know my opinion upon the colour. These are nothing more than trifles."

"Mr Holmes, I hope you are not going to tell her how stupid you think of her to send you such a letter," Mr Barnes told him, smiling.

"Not at all. I am the most agreeable person she knows. She will never find out."

Lilian laughed heartily at Mr Holmes' remark and they continued their conversation about Catherine's former adventures of the kind. Then tea was brought into the room and they kept talking until Mr Barnes expressed his wish to play a duet with Miss Barton. She gladly accepted and both her and Mr Holmes were amazed by Mr Barnes' skills.

Lilian soon wanted to wander in the park, and Mr Barnes excused himself of being unable to join them, for he had some urgent matters to resolve. They consequently went by themselves, this being an occasion for Lilian to clarify a few things:

"Mr Holmes," she said, as soon as they were at a considerable distance from the house, "pray tell me, what is Mr Barnes' age?"

"How curious you are, Miss Barton! Why, he is a little older than me - he is seven-and-twenty years old, I believe. May I ask the cause of your asking me?"

"Female curiosity, that is."

"You have not given me a definite answer, for it may be interpreted in several ways."

"You have proved yourself to be very quick of mind; I shall let you have this opportunity of using your capacity," she added, with a very natural countenance. "Do tell me, have your sisters known Mr Barnes before?"

"No, they have not, but I am quite sure that they are both eager to. Miss Barton, may I ask you if you are enjoying yourself at present?"

"Yes, that is to be sure! I have never seen such views; they would be very beautifully transposed on a canvas. I intend to ask Mr Barnes the permission of painting one of these excellent landscapes."

"Do not bother asking him; I am sure he would do anything for one of his companions."

"One can never now!" she said, looking away. "What do you think of the two young ladies we recently met?"

"They haven't startled me much. They are, however, lady-like and my sisters would make no objection to having them as their intimate friends."

"I share the same belief."

After they went on a few more steps, Mr Holmes suddenly stopped. He turned to Lilian and asked her, in a serious manner:

"How is your sister doing?"

Lilian looked with wonder at this unexpected question and answered very simply.

"Very well, thank you."

"You did not understand. How is your sister doing towards myself?"

Lilian watched him as he spoke with infinite amazement. She asked herself whether he knew about Emily's being attached to him. "I am sorry, I did not understand the question."

"Miss Barton, is your sister Emily still in love with me?"

"I do not recall any times when she was; what are you trying to say?"

"Do not pretend you know not. Your sister has told my sister, Cassandra, and I am convinced that her own sister must be informed, too. Do answer my question."

"Mr Holmes, that is not a matter that I am allowed to speak of. Do not bring the subject up in the future, if you would be so kind." She turned, but she was stopped by Mr Holmes:

"Miss Barton?"

Lilian turned nervously, with a mild doubt; would she tell him the answer to that unforeseen question? After a few moments of distant thinking, she answered:

"Very much, sir."

She went into the house and was confronted with Mr Barnes, who seemed to have wanted to join the two outside.

"Did you not like the walk, Miss Barton?"

"The sky was blackening. I did not stay. Excuse me." She quickly bowed and went to her sleeping chamber, where she thought about Mr Holmes' conduct. Thoughts overwhelmed her and Lilian felt as if Mr Holmes had proposed and she had refused him; she felt ashamed and her eyes soon soaked in tears. When she managed to dry them, she immediately decided to write to Emily. Yet she did not know how to begin. Lilian put the pen aside and opened a book. After five pages, she declared her inability to concentrate properly and, taking a deep breath, quickly went downstairs to tell Mr Holmes her apologies. She surprisingly found him preparing to leave, and, seeing that no one was around, she said:

"Mr Holmes, I have reviewed my behaviour and I am exceedingly ashamed of it. Please believe my sincere apologies for what I have said; that must have affected you much."

Mr Holmes' expression was very serious; he answered, however:

"I hope I shall see you again soon in good health."

"Must you leave? Whereto?"

"London awaits me; my sisters have asked for my immediate assistance. It appears that Mrs Redford is very ill. Miss Barton, good-bye."

"Good-bye, Mr Holmes," she said, still confused by this unanticipated turn of events.

Returning in the sitting-room, she was surprised at Mr Barnes' joyful countenance.

"How convenient an excuse he has found! Miss Barton, I hope you do not believe this one. There is little truth in it; his aunt is very healthy and his sisters have sent no letter. The reason for his leaving is of a different kind."

"Are you convinced of what you are saying?"

"Absolutely. But I cannot make out his sudden want to leave."

"I believe I know it, though it has disturbed me too much as to be able to tell you. Please excuse my silence."