Chapter 28
SUMMONED "What would we give to our beloved?" - E. B. BROWNING. "I wish they all would not go so very fast," said little Lena, hiding her face against him from the whirl of cabs and omnibuses. "They bewilder us savages," said Angela, smiling. "Remember we are from the wilds." "She shall have her tea, and a good rest," said Marilda; "and then I have asked her uncle and aunts to meet you at dinner, and Fernan hopes to bring home another old friend. Whom do you think, Angel?" "Oh! Not our Bishop?" "Yes, the Bishop of Albertstown! He is actually in town; Fernan saw him yesterday at the Church House." "Oh! that is joy!" cried Angela; and Lena raised her head, with, "Is it mine--mine own Bishop?" "Mine own, mine own Bishop and godfather, my sweet!" said Angela; "more to us in our own wa
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