MRS.

REDMAIN.
In the autumn the Redmains went to Durnmelling: why they did so, I should find it hard to say.

If, when a child, Hesper loved either of her parents, the experiences of later years had so heaped that filial affection with the fallen leaves of dead hopes and vanished dreams, that there was now nothing in her heart recognizable to herself as love to father or mother.

She always behaved to them, of course, with perfect propriety; never refused any small request; never showed resentment when blamed--never felt any, for she did not care enough to be angry or sorry that father or mother should disapprove.
On the other hand, Lady Margaret saw great improvement in her daughter.
To the maternal eye, jealous for perfection, Hesper's carriage was at length satisfactory.

It was cold, and the same to her mother as to every one else, but the mother did not find it too cold.