Every one attended the morning service, except my uncle, who hardly ever goes, and Mr.Wilmot, who stayed at home with him to enjoy a quiet game of cribbage.

In the afternoon Miss Wilmot and Lord Lowborough likewise excused themselves from attending; but Mr.Huntingdon vouchsafed to accompany us again.

Whether it was to ingratiate himself with my aunt I cannot tell, but, if so, he certainly should have behaved better.

I must confess, I did not like his conduct during service at all.

Holding his prayer-book upside down, or open at any place but the right, he did nothing but stare about him, unless he happened to catch my aunt's eye or mine, and then he would drop his own on his book, with a puritanical air of mock solemnity that would have been ludicrous, if it had not been too provoking.