THE presence of Lionel stifled the enquiries of Eugenia; and pride, all up in arms, absorbed every softer feeling in Camilla.

When they had driven half a mile, ‘Now, young ladies,’ said he, ‘I shall treat you with a frolic.’ He then stopt the carriage, and told the coachman to drive to Cornfield; saying, ’Tis but two miles about, and Coachy won’t mind that; will you Coachy?’

The coachman, looking forward to half a crown, said his horses would be all the better for a little more exercise; and Jacob, familiarly fond of Lionel from a boy, made no difficulty.

Lionel desired his sisters to ask no questions, assuring them he had great designs, and a most agreeable surprise in view for them.

In pursuance of his directions, they drove on till they came before a small house, just new fronted with deep red bricks, containing, on the ground floor, two little bow windows, in a sharp triangular form, enclosing a door ornamented with small panes of glass, cut in various shapes; on the first story, a little balcony, decorated in the middle and at each corner with leaden images of Cupids; and, in the attic story, a very small venetian window, partly formed with minute panes of glass, and partly with glazed tiles; representing, in blue and white, various devices of dogs and cats, mice and birds, rats and ferrets, as emblems of the conjugal state.

‘Well, young ladies, what say you to this?’ cried he, ‘does it hit your fancy? If it does, ’tis your own!’

Eugenia asked what he meant.

‘Mean? to make a present of it to which ever is the best girl, and can first cry bo! to a goose. Come, don’t look disdainfully. Eugenia, what say you? won’t it be better to be mistress of this little neat, tight, snug box, and a pretty little tidy husband, that belongs to it, than to pore all day long over a Latin theme with old Dr. Orkborne? I have often thought my poor uncle was certainly out of his wits, when he set us all, men, women, and children, to learn Latin, or else be whipt by the old doctor. But we all soon got our necks out of the collar, except poor Eugenia, and she’s had to work for us all. However, here’s an opportunity-see but what a pretty place-not quite finished, to be sure, but look at that lake? how cool, how rural, how refreshing!’

‘Lake?’ repeated Eugenia, ‘I see nothing but a very dirty little pond, with a mass of rubbish in the middle. Indeed I see nothing else but rubbish all round, and every where.’

‘That’s the very beauty of the thing, my dear; it’s all in the exact state for being finished under your own eye, and according to your own taste.’

‘To whom does it belong?’

‘It’s uninhabited yet; but it’s preparing for a very spruce young spark, that I advise you both to set your caps at. Hold! I see somebody peeping; I’ll go and get some news for you.’

He then jumped from the coach, and ran up five deep narrow steps, formed of single large rough stones, which mounted so much above the threshold of the house, that upon opening the door, there appeared a stool to assist all comers to reach the floor of the passage.

Eugenia, with some curiosity, looked out, and saw her brother, after nearly forcing his entrance, speak to a very mean little man, dressed in old dirty cloaths, who seemed willing to hide himself behind the door, but whom he almost dragged forward, saying aloud, ‘O, I can take no excuse, I insist upon your shewing the house. I have brought two young ladies on purpose to see it; and who knows but one of them may take a fancy to it, and make you a happy man for life.’

‘As to that, sir,’ said the man, still endeavouring to retreat, ‘I can’t say as I’ve quite made my mind up yet as to the marriage ceremony. I’ve known partly enough of the state already; but if ever I marry again, which is a moot point, I sha’n’t do it hand over head, like a boy, without knowing what I’m about. However, it’s time enough o’conscience to think of that, when my house is done, and my workmen is off my hands.’

Camilla now, by the language and the voice, gathered that this was Mr. Dubster.

‘Pho, pho,’ answered Lionel, ‘you must not be so hard-hearted when fair ladies are in the case. Besides, one of them is that pretty girl you flirted with at Northwick. She’s a sister of mine, and I shall take it very ill if you don’t hand her out of the coach, and do the honours of your place to her.’

Camilla, much provoked, earnestly called to her brother, but utterly in vain.

‘Lauk-a-day! why it is not half finished,’ said Mr. Dubster; ‘nor a quarter neither: and as to that young lady, I can’t say as it was much in my mind to be over civil to her any more, begging pardon, after her giving me the slip in that manner. I can’t say as I think it was over and above handsome, letting me get my gloves. Not that I mind it in the least, as to that.’

‘Pho, pho, man, you must never bear malice against a fair lady. Besides, she’s come now on purpose to make her excuses.’

‘O, that’s another thing; if the young lady’s sorry, I sha’n’t think of holding out. Besides, I can’t say but what I thought her agreeable enough, if it had not been for her behaving so comical just at the last. Not that I mean in the least to make any complaint, by way of getting of the young lady scolded.’

‘You must make friends now, man, and think no more of it;’ cried Lionel, who would have drawn him to the carriage; but he protested he was quite ashamed to be seen in such a dishabille, and should go first and dress himself. Lionel, on the contrary, declaring nothing so manly, nor so becoming, as a neglect of outward appearance, pulled him to the coach door, notwithstanding all his efforts to disengage himself, and the most bashful distortions with which he strove to sneak behind his conductor.

‘Ladies,’ said he, ‘Mr. Dubster desires to have the honour of walking over his house and grounds with you.’

Camilla declared she had no time to alight; but Lionel insisted, and soon forced them both from the coach.

Mr. Dubster, no longer stiff, starched, and proud, as when full dressed, was sunk into the smallest insignificance; and when they were compelled to enter his grounds, through a small Chinese gate, painted of a deep blue, would entirely have kept out of sight; but for a whisper from Lionel, that the ladies had owned they thought he looked to particular advantage in that careless attire.

Encouraged by this, he came boldly forward, and suddenly facing them, made a low bow saying: ‘Young ladies, your humble.’

They courtsied slightly, and Camilla said she was very sorry to break in upon him.

‘O, it don’t much matter,’ cried he, extremely pleased by this civility, ‘I only hope, young ladies, you won’t take umbrage at my receiving you in this pickle; but you’ve popt upon me unawares, as one may say. And my best coat is at this very minute at Tom Hicks’s , nicely packed and papered up, and tied all round, in a drawer of his, up stairs, in his room. And I’d have gone for it with the greatest pleasure in life, to shew my respect, if the young gentleman would have let me.’

And then, recollecting Eugenia, ‘Good lauk, ma’am,’ said he, in a low voice to Camilla, ‘that’s that same lame little lady as I saw at the ball?’

‘That lady, sir,’ answered she, provoked, ‘is my sister.’

‘Mercy’s me!’ exclaimed he, lifting up his hands, ‘I wish I’d known as much at the time. I’m sure, ma’am, if I’d thought the young lady was any ways related to you, I would not have said a word disrespectful upon no account.’

Lionel asked how long he had had this place.

‘Only a little while. I happened of it quite lucky. A friend of mine was just being turned out of it, in default of payment, and so I got it a bargain. I intend to fit it up a little in taste, and then, whether I like it or no, I can always let it.’

They were now, by Lionel, dragged into the house, which was yet unfurnished, half papered, and half white washed. The workmen, Mr. Dubster said, were just gone to dinner, and he rejoiced that they had happened to come so conveniently, when he should be no loser by leaving the men to themselves, in order to oblige the young ladies with his company.

He insisted upon shewing them not only every room, but every closet, every cupboard, every nook, corner, and hiding place; praising their utility, and enumerating all their possible appropriations, with the most minute encomiums.

‘But I’m quite sorry,’ cried he, ‘young ladies, to think as I’ve nothing to offer you. I eats my dinner always at the Globe, having nobody here to cook. However I’d have had a morsel of cake or so, if the young gentleman had been so kind as to give me an item beforehand of your intending me the favour. But as to getting things into the house hap hazard, really everything is so dear-it’s quite out of reason.’

The scampering of horses now carrying them to a window, they saw some hounds in full cry, followed by horse-men in full gallop. Lionel declared he would borrow Jacob’s mare, and join them, while his sisters walked about the grounds: but Camilla, taking him aside, made a serious expostulation, protesting that her father, with all his indulgence, and even her uncle himself, would be certainly displeased, if he left them alone with this man; of whom they knew nothing but his very low trade.

‘Why what is his trade?’

‘A tinker’s : Mrs. Arlbery told me so.’

He laughed violently at this information, protesting he was rejoiced to find so much money could be made by the tinkering business, which he was determined to follow in his next distress for cash: yet added, he feared this was only the malice of Mrs. Arlbery, for Dubster, he had been told, had kept a shop for ready made wigs.

He gave up, however, his project, forgetting the chace when he no longer heard the hounds, and desired Mr. Dubster to proceed in shewing his lions?

‘Lauk a day! sir, I’ve got no lions, nor tygers neither. It’s a deal of expence keeping them animals; and though I know they reckon me near, I sha’n’t do no such thing; for if a man does not take a little care of his money when once he has got it, especially if it’s honestly, I think he’s a fool for his pains; begging pardon for speaking my mind so freely.’

He then led them again to the front of the house, where he des............