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    practised in the universities and public schools. Her
    children inherited her acuteness and refinement with their father's
    robustness and aversion to study. They were precocious and impudent,
    had no respect for Cashel, and showed any they had for their mother
    principally by running to her when they were in difficulties. She
    never punished nor scolded them; but she contrived to make their
    misdeeds recoil naturally upon them so inevitably that they soon
    acquired a lively moral sense which restrained them much more
    effectually than the usual methods of securing order in the nursery.
    Cashel treated them kindly for the purpose of conciliating them; and
    when Lydia spoke of them to him in private, he seldom said more than
    that the imps were too sharp for him, or that he was blest if he
    didn't believe that they were born older than their father. Lydia
    often thonght so too; but the care of this troublesome family had
    one advantage for her. It left her little time to think about
    herself, or about the fact that when the illusion of her love passed
    away Cashel fell in her estimation. But the children were a success;
    and she soon came to regard him as one of them. When she had leisure
    to consider the matter at all, which seldom occurred, it seemed to
    her that, on the whole, she had chosen wisely.

    Alice Goff, when she heard of Lydia's projected marriage, saw that
    she must return to Wiltstoken, and forget her brief social splendor
    as soon as possible. She therefore thanked Miss Carew for her
    bounty, and begged to relinquish her post of companion. Lydia
    assented, but managed to delay this sacrifice to a sense of duty and
    necessity until a day early in winter, when Lucian gave way to a
    hankering after domestic joys that possessed him, and allowed his
    cousin to persuade him to offer his hand to Alice. She indignantly
    refused--not that she had any reason to complain of him, but because
    the prospect of returning to Wiltstoken made her feel ill used, and
    she could not help revenging her soreness upon the first person whom
    she could find a pretext for attacking. He, lukewarm before, now
    became eager, and she was induced to relent without much difficulty.
    Lucian was supposed to have made a brilliant match; and, as it

    proved, he made a fortunate one. She kept his house, entertained his
    guests, and took charge of his social connections so ably that in
    course of time her invitations came to be coveted by people who were
    desirous of moving in good society. She was even better looking as a
    matron than she had been as a girl; and her authority in matters of
    etiquette inspired nervous novices with all the terrors she had
    herself felt when she first visited Wiltstoken Castle. She invited
    her brother-in-law and his wife to dinner twice
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