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As a guest, and it being the first night of his arrival, Rawdon the

Second was allowed to sit up until the hour when tea being over, and a

great gilt book being laid on the table before Sir Pitt, all the

domestics of the family streamed in, and Sir Pitt read prayers. It was

the first time the poor little boy had ever witnessed or heard of such

a ceremonial.

The house had been much improved even since the Baronet's brief reign,

and was pronounced by Becky to be perfect, charming, delightful, when

she surveyed it in his company. As for little Rawdon, who examined it

with the children for his guides, it seemed to him a perfect palace of

enchantment and wonder. There were long galleries, and ancient state

bedrooms, there were pictures and old China, and armour. There were

the rooms in which Grandpapa died, and by which the children walked

with terrified looks. "Who was Grandpapa?" he asked; and they told him

how he used to be very old, and used to be wheeled about in a

garden-chair, and they showed him the garden-chair one day rotting in

the out-house in which it had lain since the old gentleman had been

wheeled away yonder to the church, of which the spire was glittering

over the park elms.

The brothers had good occupation for several mornings in examining the

improvements which had been effected by Sir Pitt's genius and economy.

And as they walked or rode, and looked at them, they could talk without

too much boring each other. And Pitt took care to tell Rawdon what a

heavy outlay of money these improvements had occasioned, and that a man

of landed and funded property was often very hard pressed for twenty

pounds. "There is that new lodge-gate," said Pitt, pointing to it

humbly with the bamboo cane, "I can no more pay for it before the

dividends in January than I can fly."

"I can lend you, Pitt, till then," Rawdon answered rather ruefully; and

they went in and looked at the restored lodge, where the family arms

were just new scraped in stone, and where old Mrs. Lock, for the first

time these many long years, had tight doors, sound roofs, and whole

windows.