CHAPTER XXI.
WITH CATHERINE IN THE ROSE BOWER.
Mrs.Meadowsweet was not the least like Mrs.Bell.She was not constantly on the watch for lovers for her only daughter.

She was naturally such a contented and easy-going woman that she never troubled herself to look far ahead.

The time being was always more or less sufficient to her.

No two people could be snugger or more absolutely comfortable together than she and her Bee.

It was no use therefore worrying her head about the possible contingency that the girl might marry and leave her.
Mrs.Meadowsweet, as she walked about her old-fashioned garden on that summer's morning was not at all put about by the fact that her pretty daughter was having a solemn conference in the drawing-room with the handsomest and most elegant young man of their acquaintance.