Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 21 June to November 1860 . ies Lady Baker to her son,who at this moment appears on the corridorwhich was round the hall. Whats the row now, pray? And CaptainClarence descends, breaking his shins over poorElizabeths trunks, and calling down on themhis usual maledictions. Tell Mr. Lovel where you saw that—thatperson, Clarence! Now, Sir, listen to my Ce-cilias brother! Saw her—saw her, in blue and spangles, inthe Rose and the BuUmI, at the Princes Theatre—and a doosed nice-looking girl she was, too!says the Captain. There, Sir! There, Frederick! cry the matron
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 21 June to November 1860 . ies Lady Baker to her son,who at this moment appears on the corridorwhich was round the hall. Whats the row now, pray? And CaptainClarence descends, breaking his shins over poorElizabeths trunks, and calling down on themhis usual maledictions. Tell Mr. Lovel where you saw that—thatperson, Clarence! Now, Sir, listen to my Ce-cilias brother! Saw her—saw her, in blue and spangles, inthe Rose and the BuUmI, at the Princes Theatre—and a doosed nice-looking girl she was, too!says the Captain. There, Sir! There, Frederick! cry the matrons, in abreath. And what then ? asks Lovel. Mercy! you ask. What then, Frederick?Do you know what a theatre is? Tell Fred-erick what a theatre is, Mr. Batchelor, and thatmy grandchildren must not be educated by— My grandchildren—my Cecilias children,shrieks the other, must not be poll-luted by— Silence! I say. Have you a word againsther—have you, pray. Baker? No. Gad! I never said a word againsther, says the Captain. No, hang me, youknow—but—. But suppose I knew the fact the wholetime? asks Lovel, with rather a blush on hischeek. Suppose I knew that she danced togive her family bread? Suppose I knew thatshe toiled and labored to support her parents,and brothers, and sisters ? Suppose I know thatout of her pittance she has continued to supportthem? Suppose I know that she watched my own children through fever and danger ^ Forthese reasons I must turn her out of doors,must I ? No, by Heaven !—No !—Elizabeth I—Miss Prior!—Come down!—Come here, Ibeg you! The governess, arrayed as for departure, atthis moment appeared on the corridor runninground the hall. As Lovel continued to speaK LOVEL THE very loud and resolute, she came down lookingdeadly pale. Still much excited, the widower went up toher and took her hand. Dear Miss Prior!he said—dear Elizabeth! you have been thebest friend of me and mine. You tended mywife in illness, you took care of my childre
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