164 THE COUSINS.

talking so fast and so loud; I am sure I don’t care
about the work-box, or the pencil-case, or anything
else at Mrs. Butler’s school: I don’t go to it now.”

Mrs. Lovett raised her eyes from her work and
looked at Lucy, not angrily, but sorrowfully, as
if she pitied her for having such feclings; for
Mrs. Lovett saw that it was not Mary’s loud
talking, but Lucy’s envy of those who had it in
their power to obtain such premiums, which had
discomposed her. As Lucy caught her mother’s
look, the colour came into her face, and she hung
her head. Presently she too began to understand
her own feelings, and Mrs. Lovett saw, as she
rose to leave the room, that tears were in her
eyes. She was not sorry to see Lucy go away,
for she knew that she had been accustomed, of
late, when anything disturbed her, to go to her
own room, where she could think of it quictly,
and could pray for right feelings, and she almost
always came back from these visits to her room
feeling better and happier. And so it happened
now. Mary had just put away her bonnet and
books, and commenced a game of romps with

Emma, when Lucy came in the parlour again.