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That
table
often
remained
covered
with
the
relics
of
the
family
breakfast
long
after
Mr
.
Vincy
had
gone
with
his
second
son
to
the
warehouse
,
and
when
Miss
Morgan
was
already
far
on
in
morning
lessons
with
the
younger
girls
in
the
schoolroom
.
It
awaited
the
family
laggard
,
who
found
any
sort
of
inconvenience
(
to
others
)
less
disagreeable
than
getting
up
when
he
was
called
.
This
was
the
case
one
morning
of
the
October
in
which
we
have
lately
seen
Mr
.
Casaubon
visiting
the
Grange
;
and
though
the
room
was
a
little
overheated
with
the
fire
,
which
had
sent
the
spaniel
panting
to
a
remote
corner
,
Rosamond
,
for
some
reason
,
continued
to
sit
at
her
embroidery
longer
than
usual
,
now
and
then
giving
herself
a
little
shake
,
and
laying
her
work
on
her
knee
to
contemplate
it
with
an
air
of
hesitating
weariness
.
Her
mamma
,
who
had
returned
from
an
excursion
to
the
kitchen
,
sat
on
the
other
side
of
the
small
work
-
table
with
an
air
of
more
entire
placidity
,
until
,
the
clock
again
giving
notice
that
it
was
going
to
strike
,
she
looked
up
from
the
lace
-
mending
which
was
occupying
her
plump
fingers
and
rang
the
bell
.
"
Knock
at
Mr
.
Fred
’
s
door
again
,
Pritchard
,
and
tell
him
it
has
struck
half
-
past
ten
.
"
This
was
said
without
any
change
in
the
radiant
good
-
humor
of
Mrs
.
Vincy
’
s
face
,
in
which
forty
-
five
years
had
delved
neither
angles
nor
parallels
;
and
pushing
back
her
pink
capstrings
,
she
let
her
work
rest
on
her
lap
,
while
she
looked
admiringly
at
her
daughter
.
"
Mamma
,
"
said
Rosamond
,
"
when
Fred
comes
down
I
wish
you
would
not
let
him
have
red
herrings
.
I
cannot
bear
the
smell
of
them
all
over
the
house
at
this
hour
of
the
morning
.
"
"
Oh
,
my
dear
,
you
are
so
hard
on
your
brothers
!
It
is
the
only
fault
I
have
to
find
with
you
.
You
are
the
sweetest
temper
in
the
world
,
but
you
are
so
tetchy
with
your
brothers
.
"
"
Not
tetchy
,
mamma
:
you
never
hear
me
speak
in
an
unladylike
way
.
"
"
Well
,
but
you
want
to
deny
them
things
.
"
"
Brothers
are
so
unpleasant
.
"
