Mrs.Costello watched her child's pale and exhausted looks with painful solicitude, but she knew that words were useless.

There was, therefore, neither complaint nor condolence; they went on with their usual occupations, and spoke, though not much, of their usual subjects.

One thing, certainly, was different.

Mrs.Costello went, instead of Lucia, to pay the long daily visit to Mr.Leigh.She said she wanted herself to have a consultation with him, about some small affairs in which she had been used to consult him, and Lucia was thankful to be spared, for one day, the danger of her old friend's scrutiny.

But on the next day she went herself.