The essays of Elia . thescene soon re-confirmed itself in her affections—and shetraversed every outpost of the old mansion, to the wood-house, the orchard, the place where the pigeon-househad stood (house and birds were alike flown), with abreathless impatience of recognition which was morepardonable perhaps than decorous at the age of fiftyodd. But Bridget in some things is behind her years. The only thing left was to get into the house—andthat was a difficulty which to me singly would havebeen insurmountable ; for I am terribly shy in makingmyself known to strangers and out-of-date kinsfolk.
The essays of Elia . thescene soon re-confirmed itself in her affections—and shetraversed every outpost of the old mansion, to the wood-house, the orchard, the place where the pigeon-househad stood (house and birds were alike flown), with abreathless impatience of recognition which was morepardonable perhaps than decorous at the age of fiftyodd. But Bridget in some things is behind her years. The only thing left was to get into the house—andthat was a difficulty which to me singly would havebeen insurmountable ; for I am terribly shy in makingmyself known to strangers and out-of-date , stronger than scruple, winged my cousin in withoutme ; but she soon returned with a creature that mighthave sat to a sculptor for the image of Welcome. It wasthe youngest of the Gladmans; who, by marriage witha Bruton, had become mistress of the old mansion. Acomely brood are the Brutons. Six of them, females,were noted as the handsomest young women in thecounty. But this adopted Bruton, in my mind, was 128. U CR ZATLi R E THAT Mif MACKERY END, IN HERTFORDSHIRE better than they all—more comely. She was born toolate to have remembered me. She just recollected inearly life to have had her cousin Bridget once pointedout to her, climbing a stile. But the name of kindredand of cousinship was enough. Those slender ties, thatprove slight as gossamer in the rending atmosphere ofa metropolis, bind faster, as we found it, in hearty,homely, loving Hertfordshire. In five minutes we wereas thoroughly acquainted as if we had been bom andbred up together; were familiar, even to the callingeach other by our Christian names. So Christians shouldcall one another. To have seen Bridget and her—it waslike the meeting of the two scriptural cousins ! Therewas a grace and dignity, an amplitude of form andstature, answering to her mind, in this farmers wifewhich would have shined in a palace—or so we thoughtit. We were made welcome by husband and wifeequally—we, and our friend that wa
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