"Do you suppose them to be in London?"

     "Yes; where else can they be so well concealed?"

     "And Lydia used to want to go to London," added Kitty.

     "She is happy then," said her father drily; "and her residence there will probably be of some duration."

     Then after a short silence he continued:

     "Lizzy, I bear you no ill-will for being justified in your advice to me last May, which, considering the event, shows some greatness of mind."

     They were interrupted by Miss Bennet, who came to fetch her mother's tea.

     "This is a parade," he cried, "which does one good; it gives such an elegance to misfortune! Another day I will do the same; I will sit in my library, in my nightcap and powdering gown, and give as much trouble as I can; or, perhaps, I may defer it till Kitty runs away."

     "I am not going to run away, papa," said Kitty fretfully. "If I should ever go to Brighton, I would behave better than Lydia."