Edmund was sorry to hear Miss Crawford, whom he was much disposed to admire, speak so freely of her uncle. It did not suit his sense of propriety, and he was silenced, till induced by further smiles and liveliness to put the matter by for the present.

“Mr. Bertram,” said she, “I have tidings of my harp at last. I am assured that it is safe at Northampton; and there it has probably been these ten days, in spite of the solemn assurances we have so often received to the contrary.” Edmund expressed his pleasure and surprise. “The truth is, that our inquiries were too direct; we sent a servant, we went ourselves: this will not do seventy miles from London; but this morning we heard of it in the right way. It was seen by some farmer, and he told the miller, and the miller told the butcher, and the butcher’s son-in-law left word at the shop.”

“I am very glad that you have heard of it, by whatever means, and hope there will be no further delay.”

“I am to have it to-morrow; but how do you think it is to be conveyed? Not by a wagon or cart: oh no! nothing of that kind could be hired in the village. I might as well have asked for porters and a handbarrow.”

“You would find it difficult, just now, in the middle of a very late hay harvest, to hire a horse and cart.”

“If the harp resembled a crocodile, were over a millennium in age and hailed directly from Egypt, there would be no problem whatsoever in transporting it here,” said Miss Julia Bertram coolly. “Indeed, you might suggest to mother—”

“Why, Julia!” spoke Edmund in soft reproach.

“I was astonished to find what a piece of work was made of it!” continued Miss Crawford. “To want a horse and cart in the country seemed impossible, so I told my maid to speak for one directly. As I cannot look out of my dressing-closet without seeing one farmyard, nor walk in the shrubbery without passing another, I thought it would be only ask and have, and was rather grieved that I could not give the advantage to all. Guess my surprise, when I found that I had been asking the most unreasonable, most impossible thing in the world; had offended all the farmers, all the labourers, all the hay in the parish! As for Dr. Grant’s bailiff, I believe I had better keep out of his way. Even my brother-in-law himself, who is all kindness in general, looked rather black upon me when he found what I had been at.”