When called to lessons she replied-—"No, I'm going back to
grandpapa."
"Very well," was all Caroline answered, thinking wholesome neglect
the best treatment.
In an hour's time Mr. Gould made his appearance with his grandchild.
She had sought him out among the pigs in the market-place, pulled him
by the coat, and insisted on being taken home.
His politeness was great, but he was plainly delighted, and
determined to believe that her demand sprang from affection, and not
naughtiness. Elvira stood caressing him, barely vouchsafing to look
at her hostess, and declaring that she never meant to come back.
Not a fortnight had passed, however, before she burst upon them
again, kissing them all round, and reiterating that she hated her
aunt, and would live with Mother Carey. Mr. Gould had waited to be
properly ushered in. He was distressed and apologetic, but he had
been forced to do his tyrant's behest. There had been more
disturbances than ever between her and her aunt, and Mrs. Gould had
declared that she would not manage the child any longer, while Elvira
was still more vehement to return to Mother Carey. Would Mrs.
Brownlow recommend some school or family where the child would be
well cared for? Mrs. Brownlow did more, offering herself to
undertake the charge.
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