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At last Mr Skimpole having departed, we three were one afternoon going out for a ride; and I being dressed before Ada, and going down, came upon my guardian, with his back towards me, standing at the drawing- room window looking out. He turned on my coming in, and said, smiling, Aye, its you, little woman, is it? and looked out again. I had made up my mind to speak to him now. In short, I had come down on purpose. Guardian, I said, rather hesitating and trembling, when would you like to have the answer to the letter Charley came for? When its ready, my dear, he replied. I think it is ready, said I. Is Charley to bring it? he asked, pleasantly. No. I have brought it myself, guardian, I returned. I put my two arms round his neck and kissed him; and he said was this the mistress of Bleak House; and I said yes; and it made no difference presently, and we all went out together, and I said nothing to my precious pet about it. |
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