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"You will feel as strange in a secretary's dress, as I did in boys' clothes," said Clara.
"Perhaps I may," said Edward; although he felt that such would not be the case, having been accustomed to much better clothes when at Arnwood than what were usually worn by secretaries; and this remembrance brought back Arnwood in its train, and Edward became silent and pensive.
Patience observed it, and after a time said—
"You will be able to watch over your sisters, Mr. Armitage, as well here, almost, as if you were at the cottage. You do not return till to-morrow? How did you come over?"
"I rode the pony Billy, Mistress Patience."
"Why do you call her Mistress Patience, Edward?" said Clara. "You call me Clara; why not call her Patience?"
"You forget that I am only a forester, Clara," replied Edward, with a grave smile.
"No, you are a secretary now," replied Clara.
"Mistress Patience is older than you by several years. I call you Clara, because you are but a little girl; but I must not take that liberty with Mistress Heatherstone."
"Do you think so, Patience?" said Clara.
"I certainly do not think that it would be a liberty in a person, after being well acquainted with me, to call me Patience," replied she; "especially when that person lives in the house with us, eats and associates with us as one of the family, and is received on an equality; but I dare say, Clara, that Master Armitage will be guided by his own feelings, and act as he considers to be proper."
"But you give him leave, and then it is proper," replied Clara.
"Yes, if he gave himself leave, Clara," said Patience. "But we will now show him his own room, Clara," continued Patience,
