“You will think my question an odd one, I dare say,” said Lucy to her one day, as they were walking together from the park to the cottage — ”but pray, are you personally acquainted with your sister-in-law's mother, Mrs. Ferrars?”

Elinor DID think the question a very odd one, and her countenance expressed it, as she answered that she had never seen Mrs. Ferrars.

“Indeed!” replied Lucy; “I wonder at that, for I thought you must have seen her at Norland sometimes. Then, perhaps, you cannot tell me what sort of a woman she is?”

“No,” returned Elinor, cautious of giving her real opinion of Edward's mother, and not very desirous of satisfying what seemed impertinent curiosity — “I know nothing of her.”