CHAPTER XVII

Sam was walking along the High Street of Guildford just as the coach

drove up to the stage; and, for the moment, thinking less of anything

in the world than of Emma, when, to his amazement, she suddenly

appeared on the platform. Hastening forward, he lifted her down; but

seeing she could scarcely maintain her composure, forbore to question

her, and, drawing her hand within his arm, he led her home.

He now lived entirely with Mr. Curtis at his residence, in a quiet

suburban road, not far off: a large, red-brick house, standing in its

own grounds, and furnished with all the comfort and suitability of

wealth and refinement. As soon as they were seated by a comfortable

fire in the library, Emma, in a few words, informed her brother of

all that had happened. He was much moved by the recital, but deeply

gratified that she had come to him at once--indeed his satisfaction

at having her would have been without bounds, had it not been for his

indignation at the conduct of Robert and Jane, and the shock he had

sustained at finding Emma travelling by herself.

Presently Mr. Curtis, who had been out, returned to the house, and

entered the room. Sam at once introduced his sister, and while sparing

her feelings as much as possible, made him acquainted with a sufficient

account of what had occurred, to let him see that it was impossible

for Emma to return to Croydon. He then announced his intention of at

once seeking for suitable lodgings for his sister and himself, but Mr.

Curtis steadily refused to countenance such an arrangement, insisting

that as he already regarded Sam as a son, he had some justification

in venturing to hope that Miss Emma might come to look on him as her

father, and in the meantime his house was as truly at her service.

Emma thanked him charmingly, but begged for permission to look for a

situation, as governess, or companion. On perceiving, however, the

mortification she was occasioning, both to Sam and Mr. Curtis, she was

soon obliged to give way.

Before very long her box was forwarded from Croydon, and both Robert

and Jane wrote more suitably than might have been expected, expressing

considerable regret that she had left them.

Emma was now more at ease than she had been since her quiet time with

Elizabeth, although she daily missed little Augusta; but her health had

been injured by all she had gone through. Her cheek, once rounded with

perfect health, was now thin and worn, and to Sam's dismay she did not

appear to be regaining her vitality as the weeks went by. In view of

her half-confession to him, he feared she was suffering from a secret

sorrow, and he and Mr. Curtis spared no effort to restore her.

Towards the end of February Elizabeth's marriage was arranged, and

Mrs. John Purvis, with whom she had been residing, and from whose

house the wedding was to take place, kindly invited the whole family,

including Augusta. Emma's embarrassment at meeting Robert and Jane

was considerably lessened by this arrangement, and she and the child

were inseparable during the few days they spent together. Penelope and

Margaret had obtained leave to be present, and both appeared improved

by having been provided with occupation, other than hunting for

husbands. Mary Edwards had also been invited, and Emma was now able to

satisfy herself that she was not wholly indifferent to Sam.

Elizabeth looked very sweet and handsome in her white bonnet and shawl,

and the bridegroom distinguished himself not a little by forgetting

neither cheque nor ring.

The sisters had been truly happy to have met together again, and their

parting was much less sorrowful than before, both bride and bridegroom

insisting that Emma should come to them in April to make her home with

them.

Poor Sam protested with no little warmth against this arrangement, but

Elizabeth was not his elder sister for nothing.

"Cannot you have some sense, Sam!" she said. "Emma is quite too pretty,

and has already been too much talked about, to be left alone with a

pair of old bachelors!--the two of you out the half of the time! Oh! I

know she can take care of herself better than could have been thought

possible--she has told me all about Captain Conway--but she should not

be left in such a position--her home is with her sister!"

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