She looked at her husband with a satisfied smile, which he returned.
But little Horace, leaving his father's side, rushed up to Elsie, and catching her hand in his, cried, "I'll never give my consent! and you belong to me.

Mr.Travilla, you can't have her." To the child's surprise Elsie only blushed and smiled, while Mr.Travilla, without the slightest appearance of alarm or vexation, said, "Ah, my dear boy, you may just as well; for she is willing to be mine and your papa has given her to me." But the others had come up, and inquiring looks, smiles and kindly greetings were exchanged.
"Mr.Travilla," said Rose, half playfully but with a tear trembling in her eye, "you have stolen a march upon us, and I can hardly forgive you just yet." "I regret that exceedingly, my dear madam," he answered, with a smile that belied his words.

"But Miss Adelaide, you will still stand my friend ?" "I don't know," she answered demurely; "there's only one serious objection in my mind (if Elsie is satisfied); that I don't quite fancy having a nephew some years older than myself." "Ah! well, I shall be quite willing to be considered a brother-in-law." "Company to dinner!" shouted Horace.

"I see a carriage; don't you, papa ?" "It is your Uncle Edward's," said Mr.Travilla.
"Yes," said Adelaide, "Lora and her tribe are in it, no doubt; and probably Mrs.Bowles too (Carrie Howard you know, Elsie).

They have been late in calling." "Some good reason for it, and they are none the less welcome," remarked Rose, quickening her pace.
The one party reached the house just as the other two had fairly alighted, and a scene of joyous greeting ensued.
"You dear child! how good of you to come back to us again, and single too," exclaimed Mrs.Bowles, clasping Elsie in a warm embrace; "I'd almost given it up, and expected by every mail to hear you had become Lady or Countess this, or Duchess that." Elsie smiled and blushed, and meeting the eye of her betrothed fixed for an instant upon her with an expression of unutterable content, thankfulness, love and pride, smiled and blushed again.
Carrie caught the look and its effect upon her friend, and almost breathless with astonishment, took the first opportunity, after all were seated in the drawing-room, to prefer a whispered request to be taken to Elsie's own private apartment for a moment, to see that her hair and dress were in proper order.
They had come to spend the day, and bonnets and shawls had already been carried away by the servants in attendance.
"Now girls, don't run off for an interminable chat by yourselves," said Mrs.Howard, as the two rose and crossed the room together.
"No, Aunt Lora, we'll not stay long," said Elsie; "for I want to improve every moment of your visit, in renewing my acquaintance with you and my young cousins." "Your family has grown, Lora," remarked her brother.
"Yes, rather faster than yours," she said, looking round with pride upon her little group of four boys, and a girl yet in her nurse's arms.