I do hope you will, when she calls on Cecil. I am sure you
would think differently. Promise me, mother!"
"If she asks for me, I will, my boy," said Mrs. Poynsett, "but let
me look! You aren't dressed for dinner! What will Mistress Cecil
say to you! Ah! it is time you had ladies about the house again."
The two youths retreated; and Julius remained, looking anxiously and
expressively at his mother.
"I am afraid so," she said; "but I had almost rather he were
honestly smitten with the young one than that he believed in
Camilla."
"I should think no one could long do that," said Julius.
"I don't know. He met them when he was nursing that poor young
Scotsman at Rockpier, and got fascinated. He has never been quite
the same since that time!" said the mother anxiously. "I don't
blame him, poor fellow!" she added eagerly, "or mean that he has
been a bit less satisfactory--oh no! Indeed, it may be my fault for
expressing my objection too' plainly; he has always been reserved
with me since, and I never lost the confidence of one of my boys
before!"
That Julius knew full well, for he--as the next eldest at home--had
been the recipient of all his mother's perplexities at the time of
Raymond's courtship.
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