"
"Do you think so, Patience?" said Clara.
"I certainly do not think that it would be a liberty in a person,
after being well acquainted with me, to call me Patience," replied
she; "especially when that person lives in the house with us, eats and
associates with us as one of the family, and is received on an
equality; but I dare say, Clara, that Master Armitage will be guided
by his own feelings, and act as he considers to be proper."
"But you give him leave, and then it is proper," replied Clara.
"Yes, if he gave himself leave, Clara," said Patience. "But we will
now show him his own room, Clara," continued Patience, wishing to
change the subject of conversation. "Will you follow us, sir?" said
Patience, with a little mock ceremony.
Edward did so without replying, and was ushered into a large airy
room, very neatly furnished.
"This is your future lodging," said Patience; "I hope you will like
it."
"Why, he never saw any thing like it before," said Clara.
"Yes I have, Clara," replied Edward.
"Where did you?"
"At Arnwood; the apartments were on a much larger scale."
"Arnwood! oh yes, I have heard my father speak of it," said Clara,
with the tears starting in her eyes at his memory. "Yes, it was burned
down, and all the children burned to death!"
"So they say, Clara; but I was not there when it was burned.
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