The guests had brought their provisions, and insisted that their
young hosts should eat with them, accepting only the warm milk that
Patience brought in her pail, and they drank from the horn cups of
the family. Dr. Eales observed to the Cavalier that it was a true
_Agape_ or love-feast like those of the ancient Church, and the
gentleman's melancholy, weather-beaten face relaxed into a smile as
he sighed and hoped that the same endurance as that of the Christians
of old would be granted in this time of persecution.
Emlyn was gratified at being a good deal noticed by the company as so
unlike the others. She was not shy and frightened like Rusha, who
hung her head and had not a word to say for herself, but chattered
away to the young Rivetts, showing them the kid, the calves, and the
lambs, taking Mistress Alice to the biggest cowslips and earliest
wild roses, and herself making a sweet posy for each of the ladies.
The old Cavalier himself, Colonel Harford, was even amused with the
pretty little maid, who, he told Dr.
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