Meanwhile Mrs. Bowater was, for the tenth time, consulting her old
friend upon Mrs. Hornblower's capabilities of taking care of
Herbert, and betraying a little disappointment that his first sermon
had not yet been heard; and when his voice was complimented, she
hoped Julius would spare it--too much exertion could not be good for
so young a man, and though dear Herbert looked so strong, no one
would believe how much sleep he required. Then she observed, "We
found Camilla Vivian--Lady Tyrrell I mean--calling. Have you seen
her?"
"No."
"Well, she really seems improved!"
"Mr. Bowater has been telling me she is handsomer than ever!"
"Oh yes! That's all gentlemen think of; but I meant in other ways.
She seems full of the rebuilding of St. Nicholas, and to be making
great friends with your new daughter. You don't think," lowering
her voice, "that Raymond would have any objection to meeting her?"
"Certainly not!"
"I did not suppose he would, but I thought I would just ask you. It
would be rather marked not to invite him for the 3rd, you know; and
Jenny was always so fond of poor Emily, kept up a correspondence
with her to the last.
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