THE WATSONS
from her brother's claims; for as he came avowedly from London, and had left it only four hours ago, the last current report as to public news, and the general opinion of the day, must be understood before Robert could let his attention be yielded to the less rational and important demands of the women. At last, however, he was at liberty to hear Margaret's soft address, as she spoke her fears of his having had a most terrible cold, dark, dreadful journey.
"Indeed, you should not have set out so late."
"I could not be earlier," he replied. "I was detained chatting at the Bedford by a friend. All hours are alike to me. How long have you been in the country, Miss Margaret?"
"We only came this morning; my kind brother and sister brought me home this very morning. 'T is singular,—is it not?"
"You were gone a great while, were not you? A fortnight, I suppose?"
"You may call a fortnight a great while, Mr. Musgrave," said Mrs. Robert, sharply; "but we think a month very little. I assure you we bring her home at the end of a month much against our will."
"A month! Have you really been gone a month? 'T is amazing how time flies."
"You may imagine," said Margaret, in a sort
