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"
Get
the
room
over
mine
--
his
room
that
was
--
ready
,
"
he
said
.
"
Yes
,
sir
,
"
his
daughter
replied
in
a
tremble
.
It
was
George
's
room
.
It
had
not
been
opened
for
more
than
ten
years
.
Some
of
his
clothes
,
papers
,
handkerchiefs
,
whips
and
caps
,
fishing-rods
and
sporting
gear
,
were
still
there
.
An
Army
list
of
1814
,
with
his
name
written
on
the
cover
;
a
little
dictionary
he
was
wont
to
use
in
writing
;
and
the
Bible
his
mother
had
given
him
,
were
on
the
mantelpiece
,
with
a
pair
of
spurs
and
a
dried
inkstand
covered
with
the
dust
of
ten
years
.
Ah
!
since
that
ink
was
wet
,
what
days
and
people
had
passed
away
!
The
writing-book
,
still
on
the
table
,
was
blotted
with
his
hand
.
Miss
Osborne
was
much
affected
when
she
first
entered
this
room
with
the
servants
under
her
.
She
sank
quite
pale
on
the
little
bed
.
"
This
is
blessed
news
,
m
'
am
--
indeed
,
m
'
am
,
"
the
housekeeper
said
;
"
and
the
good
old
times
is
returning
,
m
'
am
.
The
dear
little
feller
,
to
be
sure
,
m
'
am
;
how
happy
he
will
be
!
But
some
folks
in
May
Fair
,
m
'
am
,
will
owe
him
a
grudge
,
m
'
am
"
;
and
she
clicked
back
the
bolt
which
held
the
window-sash
and
let
the
air
into
the
chamber
.
"
You
had
better
send
that
woman
some
money
,
"
Mr.
Osborne
said
,
before
he
went
out
.
"
She
sha
n't
want
for
nothing
.
Send
her
a
hundred
pound
.
"
"
And
I
'll
go
and
see
her
to-morrow
?
"
Miss
Osborne
asked
.
"
That
's
your
look
out
.
She
do
n't
come
in
here
,
mind
.
No
,
by
--
--
--
not
for
all
the
money
in
London
.
But
she
must
n't
want
now
.
So
look
out
,
and
get
things
right
.
"
With
which
brief
speeches
Mr.
Osborne
took
leave
of
his
daughter
and
went
on
his
accustomed
way
into
the
City
.
"
Here
,
Papa
,
is
some
money
,
"
Amelia
said
that
night
,
kissing
the
old
man
,
her
father
,
and
putting
a
bill
for
a
hundred
pounds
into
his
hands
.
"
And
--
and
,
Mamma
,
do
n't
be
harsh
with
Georgy
.
He
--
he
is
not
going
to
stop
with
us
long
.
"
She
could
say
nothing
more
,
and
walked
away
silently
to
her
room
.
Let
us
close
it
upon
her
prayers
and
her
sorrow
.
I
think
we
had
best
speak
little
about
so
much
love
and
grief
.
Miss
Osborne
came
the
next
day
,
according
to
the
promise
contained
in
her
note
,
and
saw
Amelia
.
The
meeting
between
them
was
friendly
.
A
look
and
a
few
words
from
Miss
Osborne
showed
the
poor
widow
that
,
with
regard
to
this
woman
at
least
,
there
need
be
no
fear
lest
she
should
take
the
first
place
in
her
son
's
affection
.
She
was
cold
,
sensible
,
not
unkind
.
The
mother
had
not
been
so
well
pleased
,
perhaps
,
had
the
rival
been
better
looking
,
younger
,
more
affectionate
,
warmer-hearted
.
Miss
Osborne
,
on
the
other
hand
,
thought
of
old
times
and
memories
and
could
not
but
be
touched
with
the
poor
mother
's
pitiful
situation
.
She
was
conquered
,
and
laying
down
her
arms
,
as
it
were
,
she
humbly
submitted
.
That
day
they
arranged
together
the
preliminaries
of
the
treaty
of
capitulation
.
George
was
kept
from
school
the
next
day
,
and
saw
his
aunt
.
Amelia
left
them
alone
together
and
went
to
her
room
.
She
was
trying
the
separation
--
as
that
poor
gentle
Lady
Jane
Grey
felt
the
edge
of
the
axe
that
was
to
come
down
and
sever
her
slender
life
.
Days
were
passed
in
parleys
,
visits
,
preparations
.
The
widow
broke
the
matter
to
Georgy
with
great
caution
;
she
looked
to
see
him
very
much
affected
by
the
intelligence
.
He
was
rather
elated
than
otherwise
,
and
the
poor
woman
turned
sadly
away
.
He
bragged
about
the
news
that
day
to
the
boys
at
school
;
told
them
how
he
was
going
to
live
with
his
grandpapa
his
father
's
father
,
not
the
one
who
comes
here
sometimes
;
and
that
he
would
be
very
rich
,
and
have
a
carriage
,
and
a
pony
,
and
go
to
a
much
finer
school
,
and
when
he
was
rich
he
would
buy
Leader
's
pencil-case
and
pay
the
tart-woman
.
The
boy
was
the
image
of
his
father
,
as
his
fond
mother
thought
.
Indeed
I
have
no
heart
,
on
account
of
our
dear
Amelia
's
sake
,
to
go
through
the
story
of
George
's
last
days
at
home
.
