Steve, and Jonathan felt sure that he would be much happier if the lad were too far away to be perpetually coming between Sarah and himself.
One day, towards the end of April, Mrs. Aske's carriage stepped at the gates of Burley's Mill, and Eleanor stepped lightly from the handsome vehicle. Jonathan saw her approach, and went to meet her, and as they crossed the mill-yard together, he was very proud of the beautiful woman by his side, and pleasantly conscious of the many faces watching them from the windows. Eleanor wore a rich violet-colored silk robe, and a very beautiful ermine cloak, and she carried her fair head loftily as a queen, resting herself slightly upon her father's arm.
Aske was not with her. He had gone to his saddler's and would call in half an hour; "And, father," said Eleanor, joyfully, "we are going to London. Lady Fairley is to present me at court, and Anthony has taken a fine house, and I intend to have a royal time for the rest of the season."
"I am glad to hear thou art so happy. It isn't ivery lass that is as fortunate as thou art."
