And though Albinia likewise shed some parting tears, she could not
but own that she was glad to have him in trustworthy hands; and as to
the additional time thus gained, it was disposed of in a million of
bright plans for every one's service--daughters, baby, parish,
school, classes, clubs, neighbours. It almost made Winifred giddy to
hear how much she had undertaken, and yet with what zest she talked
and acted.
'There's your victim, Winifred,' said Maurice, as they drove away,
and looked back at Albinia, scandalizing Bayford by standing in the
open gateway, her face all smiles of cheerful parting, the sun and
wind making merry with her chestnut curls, her baby in one arm, the
other held up to wave her farewell.
'That child will catch cold,' began Winifred, turning to sign her to
go in. 'Well,' she continued, 'after all, I believe some people like
an idol that sits quiet to be worshipped! To be sure she must want
to beat him sometimes, as the Africans do their gods. But, on the
whole, her sentiment of reverence is satisfied, and she likes the
acting for herself, and reigning absolute. Yes, she is quite
happy--why do you look doubtful? Don't you admire her?'
'From my heart.'
'Then why do you doubt? Do you expect her to do anything?'
'A little too much of everything.'
CHAPTER VIII.
Yes! Albinia was excessively happy. Her naturally high spirits were
enhanced by the enjoyment of recovery, and reaction, from her former
depression.
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