'whom he hath blessed and called his own,

he tries them early, look and tone,

bent brow and throbbing heart,

tries them with pain.'

the next week lily had the pleasure of fitting out faith longley for her place at mrs. weston's. she rejoiced at this opportunity of patronising her, because in her secret soul she felt that she might have done her a little injustice in choosing her own favourite esther in her stead. esther's popularity at the new court, however, made lilias confident in her own judgment; the servants liked her because she was quick and obliging, mr. mohun said she looked very neat, phyllis liked her because a mischance to her frock was not so brave an offence with her as with rachel, and ada was growing very fond of her, because she was in the habit of bestowing great admiration on her golden curls as she arranged them, and both little girls were glad not to be compelled to put away the playthings they took out.

maurice and reginald had agreed to defer their onslaught on the wasps till lord rotherwood's arrival, and the war was now limited to attacks on foraging parties. reginald most carefully marked every nest about the garden and farm, and, on his cousin's arrival on saturday evening, began eagerly to give him a list of their localities. lord rotherwood was as ardent in the cause as even reginald could desire, and would have instantly set out with him to reconnoitre had not the evening been rainy.

then turning to claude, he said, 'but i have not told you what brought me here; i came to persuade you to make an expedition with me up the rhine; i set off next week; i would not write about it, because i knew you would only say you should like it very much, but-- some but, that meant it was a great deal too much trouble.'

'how fast the plan has risen up,' said claude, 'i heard nothing of it when i was with you.'

'oh! it only came into my head last week, but i do not see what there is to wait for, second thoughts are never best.'

'oh! claude, how delightful,' said lily.

claude stirred his tea meditatively, and did not speak.

'it is too much trouble, i perceive,' said lord rotherwood; 'just as i told you.'

'not exactly,' said claude.

lord rotherwood now detailed his plan to his uncle, who said with a propitious smile, 'well, claude, what do you think of it?

'mind you catch a firefly for me,' said maurice.

'why don't you answer, claude?' said lilias; 'only imagine seeing undine's castle!'

'eh, claude?' said his father.

'it would be very pleasant,' said claude, slowly, 'but--'

'what?' said mr. mohun.

'only a but,' said the marquis. 'i hope he will have disposed of it by the morning; i start next tuesday week; i would not go later for the universe; we shall be just in time for the summer in its beauty, and to have a peep at switzerland. we shall not have time for mont blanc, without rattling faster than any man in his senses would do. i do not mean to leave any place till i have thoroughly seen twice over everything worth seeing that it contains.'

'then perhaps you will get as far as antwerp, and spend the rest of the holidays between the cathedral and paul potter's bull. no, i shall have nothing to say to you at that rate,' said claude.

'depend upon it, it will be you that will wish to stand still when i had rather be on the move,' said the marquis.

'then you had better leave me behind. i have no intention of being hurried over the world, and never having my own way,' said claude, trying to look surly.

'i am sure i should not mind travelling twice over the world to see cologne cathedral, or the field of waterloo,' said lily.

'let me only show him my route,' said lord rotherwood. 'redgie, look in my greatcoat pocket in the hall for murray's handbook, will you?'

'go and get it, phyl,' said reginald, who was astride on the window- sill, peeling a stick.

away darted lord rotherwood to fetch it himself, but phyllis was before him; her merry laugh was heard, as he chased her round the hall to get possession of his book, throwing down two or three cloaks to intercept her path. mr. mohun took the opportunity of his absence to tell claude that he need not refuse on the score of expense.

'thank you,' was all claude's answer.

lord rotherwood returned, and after punishing the discourteous reginald by raising him up by his ears, he proceeded to give a full description of the delights of his expedition, the girls joining heartily with him in declaring it as well arranged as possible, and bringing all their knowledge of german travels to bear upon it. claude sometimes put in a word, but never as if he cared much about the matter, and he was not to be persuaded to give any decided answer as to whether he would accompany the marquis.

the next morning at breakfast lord rotherwood returned to the charge, but claude seemed even more inclined to refuse than the day before. lilias could not divine what was the matter with him, and lingered long after her sisters had gone to school, to hear what answer he would make; and when mr. mohun looked at his watch, and asked her if she knew how late it was, she rose from the breakfast-table with a sigh, and thought while she was putting on her bonnet how much less agreeable the school had been since the schism in the parish. and besides, now that faith and esther, and one or two others of her best scholars, had gone away from school, there seemed to be no one of any intelligence or knowledge left in the class, except marianne weston, who knew too much for the others, and one or two clever inattentive little girls: lily almost disliked teaching them.

phyllis and adeline were in miss weston's class, and much did they delight in her teaching. there was a quiet earnestness in her manner which attracted her pupils, and fixed their attention, so as scarcely to allow the careless room for irreverence, while mere cleverness seemed almost to lose its advantage in learning what can only truly be entered into by those whose conduct agrees with their knowledge.

phyllis never dreamt that she could be happy while standing still and learning, till miss weston began to teach at the sunday school. obedience at school taught her to acquire habits of reverent attention, which gradually conquered the idleness and weariness which had once possessed her at church. first, she learnt to be interested in the historical lessons, then never to lose her place in the psalms, then to think about and follow some of the prayers; by this time she was far from feeling any fatigue at all on week-days; she had succeeded in restraining any contortions to relieve herself from the irksomeness of sitting still, and had her thoughts in tolerable order through the greater part of the sunday service, and now it was her great wish, unknown to any one, to abstain from a single yawn through the whole service, including the sermon!

her place (chosen for her by eleanor when first she had begun to go to church, as far as possible from reginald) was at the end of the seat, between her papa and the wall. this morning, as she put her arm on the book-board, while rising from kneeling, she felt a sudden thrill of sharp pain smear her left elbow, which made her start violently, and would have caused a scream, had she not been in church. she saw a wasp fall on the ground, and was just about to put her foot on it, when she recollected where she was. she had never in her life intentionally killed anything, and this was no time to begin in that place, and when she was angry. the pain was severe--more so perhaps than any she had felt before--and very much frightened, she pulled her papa's coat to draw his attention. but her first pull was so slight that he did not feel it, and before she gave a second she remembered that she could not make him hear what was the matter, without more noise than was proper. no, she must stay where she was, and try to bear the pain, and she knew that if she did try, help would be given her. she proceeded to find out the psalm and join her voice with the others, though her heart was beating very fast, her forehead was contracted, and she could not help keeping her right hand clasped round her arm, and sometimes shifting from one foot to the other. the sharpness of the pain soon went off; she was able to attend to the lessons, and hoped it would soon be quite well; but as soon as she began to think about it, it began to ache and throb, and seemed each moment to be growing hotter. the sermon especially tried her patience, her cheeks were burning, she felt sick and hardly able to hold up her head, yet she would not lean it against the wall, because she had often been told not to do so. she was exceedingly alarmed to find that her arm had swelled so much that she could hardly bend it, and it had received the impression of the gathers of her sleeve; she thought no sermon had ever been so long, but she sat quite still and upright, as she could not have done, had she not trained herself unconsciously by her efforts to leave off the trick of kicking her heels together. she did not speak till she was in the churchyard, and then she made emily look at her arm.

'my poor child, it is frightful,' said emily, 'what is the matter?'

'a wasp stung me just before the psalms,' said phyllis, 'and it goes on swelling and swelling, and it does pant!'

'what is the matter?' asked mr. mohun.

'papa, just look,' said emily, 'a wasp stung this dear child quite early in the service, and she has been bearing it all this time in silence. why did you not show me, phyl?'

'because it was in church,' said the little girl.

'why, phyllis, you are a very spartan,' said lord rotherwood.

'something better than a spartan,' said mr. mohun. 'does it give you much pain now, my dear?'

'not so bad as in church,' said phyllis, 'only i am very tired, and it is so hot.'

'we will help you home, then,' said mr. mohun. as he took her up in his arms, phyllis laughed, thanked him, replied to various inquiries from her sisters and the westons--laughed again at sundry jokes from her brothers, then became silent, and was almost asleep, with her head on her papa's shoulder, by the time they reached the hall-door. she thought it very strange to be laid down on the sofa in the drawing-room, and to find every one attending to her. mrs. weston bathed her forehead with lavender-water, and lily cut open the sleeve of her frock; jane fetched all manner of remedies, and emily pitied her. she was rather frightened: she thought such a fuss would not be made about her unless she was very ill; she was faint and tired, and was glad when mrs. weston proposed that they should all come away, and leave her to go to sleep quietly.

marianne was so absorbed in admiration of phyllis that she did not speak one word all the way from church to the new court, and stood in silence watching the operations upon her friend, till mrs. weston sent every one away.

adeline rather envied phyllis; she would willingly have endured the pain to be made of so much importance, and said to be better than a spartan, which must doubtless be something very fine indeed!

phyllis was waked by the bells ringing for the afternoon service; mrs. weston was sitting by her, reading, claude came to inquire for her, and to tell her that as she had lost her early dinner, she was to join the rest of the party at six. to her great surprise she felt quite well and fresh, and her arm was much better; mrs. weston pinned up her sleeve, and she set off with her to church, wondering whether ada would remember to tell her what she had missed that afternoon at school. those whose approbation was valuable, honoured phyllis for her conduct, but she did not perceive it, or seek for it; she did not look like a heroine while running about and playing with reginald and the dogs in the evening, but her papa had told her she was a good child, claude had given her one of his kindest smiles, and she was happy. even when esther was looking at the mark left by the sting, and telling her that she was sure miss marianne weston would have not been half so good, her simple, humble spirit came to her aid, and she answered, 'i'll tell you what, esther, marianne would have behaved much better, for she is older, and never fidgets, and she would not have been angry like me, and just going to kill the wasp.'