shealways
was
,
'
said
Norman
,
anxious
to
silence
him
;
'
but
it
is
unreasonable
to
think
of
it
.
She
is
all
but
engaged
to
Sir
Henry
Walkinghame
.
'
'
Walkinghame
!
'
cried
the
volatile
sailor
.
'
I
have
half
a
mind
to
send
in
my
name
to
Flora
as
Miss
Walkinghame
!
'
and
he
laughed
heartily
over
that
adventure
,
ending
,
however
,
with
a
sigh
,
as
he
said
,
'
It
had
nearly
cost
me
a
great
deal
!
But
tell
me
,
Norman
,
how
has
that
Meta
,
as
they
called
her
,
turned
out
?
I
never
saw
anything
prettier
or
nicer
than
she
was
that
day
of
the
Roman
encampment
,
and
I
should
be
sorry
if
that
fine
fashionable
aunt
of
hers
,
had
made
her
stuck-up
and
disdainful
.
'
'
No
such
thing
,
'
said
Norman
.
Ha
!
said
Harry
to
himself
,
I
see
how
it
is
!
She
has
gone
and
made
poor
old
June
unhappy
,
with
her
scornful
airs
—
a
little
impertinent
puss
!
—
I
wonder
Flora
does
not
teach
her
better
manners
.
Norman
,
meanwhile
,
as
the
train
sped
over
roofs
,
and
among
chimneys
,
was
reproaching
himself
for
running
into
the
fascination
of
her
presence
,
and
then
recollecting
that
her
situation
,
as
well
as
his
destiny
,
both
guaranteed
that
they
could
meet
only
as
friendly
connections
.
No
carriage
awaited
them
at
the
station
,
which
surprised
Norman
,
till
he
recollected
that
the
horses
had
probably
been
out
all
day
,
and
it
was
eight
o'clock
.
Going
to
Park
Lane
in
a
cab
,
the
brothers
were
further
surprised
to
find
themselves
evidently
not
expected
.
The
butler
came
to
speak
to
them
,
saying
that
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Rivers
were
gone
out
to
dinner
,
but
would
return
,
probably
,
at
about
eleven
o'clock
.
He
conducted
them
up-stairs
,
Harry
following
his
brother
,
in
towering
vexation
and
disappointment
,
trying
to
make
him
turn
to
hear
that
they
would
go
directly
—
home
—
to
Eton
—
anywhere
—
why
would
he
go
in
at
all
?
The
door
was
opened
,
Mr.
May
was
announced
,
and
they
were
in
a
silk-lined
boudoir
,
where
a
little
slender
figure
in
black
started
up
,
and
came
forward
with
outstretched
hand
.
'
Norman
!
'
she
cried
,
'
How
are
you
?
Are
you
come
on
your
way
to
Oxford
?
'
'
Has
not
Flora
had
Mary
's
letter
?
'
'
Yes
,
she
said
she
had
one
.
She
was
keeping
it
till
she
had
time
to
read
it
.
'
As
she
spoke
,
Meta
had
given
her
hand
to
Harry
,
as
it
was
evidently
expected
;
she
raised
her
eyes
to
his
face
,
and
said
,
smiling
,
and
blushing
,
'
I
am
sure
I
ought
to
know
you
,
but
I
am
afraid
I
do
n't
.
'
'
Look
again
,
'
said
Norman
.
'
See
if
you
have
ever
seen
him
before
.
'
Laughing
,
glancing
,
and
casting
down
her
eyes
,
she
raised
them
with
a
sudden
start
of
joy
,
but
colouring
more
deeply
,
said
,
'
Indeed
,
I
cannot
remember
.
I
dare
say
I
ought
.
'
'
I
think
you
see
a
likeness
,
'
said
Norman
.
'
O
yes
,
I
see
,
'
she
answered
,
faltering
;
but
perceiving
how
bright
were
the
looks
of
both
,
'
No
?
Impossible
!
Yes
it
is
!
'
'
Yes
,
it
is
,
'
said
both
brothers
with
one
voice
.
She
clasped
her
hands
,
and
absolutely
bounded
with
transport
,
then
grasped
both
Harry
's
hands
,
and
then
Norman
's
,
her
whole
countenance
radiant
with
joy
and
sympathy
beyond
expression
.
'
Dear
,
dear
Dr.
May
!
'
was
her
first
exclamation
.
'
Oh
!
how
happy
you
must
all
be
!
And
Margaret
?
'
She
looked
up
at
Norman
,
and
came
nearer
.
'
Is
not
Mr.
Ernescliffe
come
?
'
she
asked
softly
,
and
trembling
.
'
No
,
'
was
the
low
answer
,
which
Harry
could
not
bear
to
hear
,
and
therefore
walked
to
the
window
.
'
No
,
Meta
,
but
Margaret
is
much
comforted
about
him
.
He
died
in
great
peace
—
in
his
arms
—
'
as
he
signed
towards
his
brother
.
And
as
Harry
continued
to
gaze
out
on
the
stars
of
gas
on
the
opposite
side
of
the
park
,
he
was
able
to
add
a
few
of
the
particulars
.
Meta
's
eyes
glistened
with
tears
,
as
she
said
,
'
Perhaps
it
would
have
been
too
perfect
if
he
had
come
;
but
oh
,
Norman
!
how
good
she
is
to
bear
it
so
patiently
!
And
how
gloriously
he
behaved
!
How
can
we
make
enough
of
him
!
And
Flora
out
!
how
sorry
she
will
be
!
'
'
And
she
never
opened
Mary
's
letter
,
'
said
Harry
,
coming
back
to
them
.
'
She
little
thought
what
it
contained
,
'
said
Meta
.
'
Mary
's
letters
are
apt
to
bear
keeping
,
you
know
,
and
she
was
so
busy
,
that
she
laid
it
aside
for
a
treat
after
the
day
's
work
.
But
there
!
inhospitable
wretch
that
I
am
!
you
have
had
no
dinner
!
'
A
refection
of
tea
and
cold
meat
was
preferred
,
and
in
her
own
pretty
manner
,
Meta
lavished
her
welcomes
,
trying
to
cover
any
pain
given
by
Flora
's
neglect
.
'
What
makes
her
so
busy
?
'
asked
Harry
,
looking
round
on
the
beautifully
furnished
apartment
,
which
,
to
many
eyes
besides
those
fresh
from
a
Milanesian
hut
,
might
have
seemed
a
paradise
of
luxurious
ease
.
'
You
do
n't
know
what
an
important
lady
you
have
for
a
sister
,
'
said
Meta
,
merrily
.
'
But
tell
me
,
what
can
she
have
to
do
?
I
thought
you
London
ladies
had
nothing
to
do
,
but
to
sit
with
your
hands
before
you
entertaining
company
.
'
Meta
laughed
heartily
.
'
Shall
I
begin
at
the
beginning
?
I
'll
describe
to-day
then
,
and
you
must
understand
that
this
is
what
Tom
would
call
a
mild
specimen
—
only
one
evening
engagement
.
Though
,
perhaps
,
I
ought
to
start
from
last
night
at
twelve
o'clock
,
when
she
was
at
the
Austrian
Ambassador
's
ball
,
and
came
home
at
two
,
but
she
was
up
by
eight
—
she
always
manages
to
get
through
her
housekeeping
matters
before
breakfast
.
At
nine
,
breakfast
,
and
baby
—
by-the-by
,
you
have
never
inquired
for
our
niece
.
'
'
I
have
not
come
to
believe
in
her
yet
,
'
said
Harry
.
'
Seeing
is
believing
,
'
said
Meta
;
'
but
no
,
I
wo
n't
take
an
unfair
advantage
over
her
mamma
—
and
she
will
be
fast
asleep
—
I
never
knew
a
child
sleep
as
she
does
.
So
to
go
on
with
our
day
.
The
papers
come
,
and
Miss
Leonora
is
given
over
to
me
;
for
you
must
know
we
are
wonderful
politicians
.
Flora
studies
all
the
debates
till
George
finds
out
what
he
has
heard
in
the
House
,
and
baby
and
I
profit
.
Baby
goes
out
walking
,
and
the
post
comes
.
Flora
always
goes
to
the
study
with
George
,
and
writes
,
and
does
all
sorts
of
things
for
him
.
She
is
the
most
useful
wife
in
the
world
.
At
twelve
,
we
had
our
singing
lesson
—
'
'
Singing
lesson
!
'
exclaimed
Harry
.
'
Yes
,
you
know
she
has
a
pretty
voice
,
and
she
is
glad
to
cultivate
it
.
It
is
very
useful
at
parties
,
but
it
takes
up
a
great
deal
of
time
,
and
with
all
I
can
do
to
save
her
in
note
writing
,
the
morning
is
gone
directly
.
After
luncheon
,
she
had
to
ride
with
George
,
and
came
back
in
a
hurry
to
make
some
canvassing
calls
about
the
orphan
asylum
,
and
Miss
Bracy
's
sister
.
If
we
get
her
in
at
all
,
it
will
be
Flora
's
diplomacy
.
And
there
was
shopping
to
do
,
and
when
we
came
in
hoping
for
time
for
our
letters
,
there
were
the
Walkinghames
,
who
staid
a
long
time
,
so
that
Flora
could
only
despatch
the
most
important
notes
,
before
George
came
in
and
wanted
her
.
She
was
reading
something
for
him
all
the
time
she
was
dressing
,
but
,
as
I
say
,
this
is
quite
a
quiet
day
.
'
'
Stop
!
'
cried
Harry
,
with
a
gesture
of
oppression
,
'
it
sounds
harder
than
cleaning
knives
,
like
aunt
Flora
!
And
what
is
an
unquiet
day
like
?
'
'
You
will
see
,
for
we
have
a
great
evening
party
to-morrow
.
'
'
Do
you
always
stay
at
home
?
'
asked
Harry
.
'
Not
always
,
but
I
do
not
go
to
large
parties
or
balls
this
year
,
'
said
Meta
,
glancing
at
her
deep
mourning
,
—
'
I
am
very
glad
of
a
little
time
at
home
.
'
'
So
you
do
n't
like
it
.
'
'
Oh
yes
!
it
is
very
pleasant
,
'
said
Meta
.
'
It
is
so
entertaining
when
we
talk
it
over
afterwards
,
and
I
like
to
hear
how
Flora
is
admired
,
and
called
the
beauty
of
the
season
.
I
tell
George
,
and
we
do
so
gloat
over
it
together
!
There
was
an
old
French
Marquis
the
other
night
,
a
dear
old
man
,
quite
of
the
ancien
régime
,
who
said
she
was
exactly
like
the
portraits
of
Madame
de
Maintenon
,
and
produced
a
beautiful
miniature
on
a
snuff-box
,
positively
like
that
very
pretty
form
of
face
of
hers
.
The
old
man
even
declared
that
Mistress
Rivers
was
worthy
to
be
a
Frenchwoman
.
'
'
I
should
like
to
kick
him
!
'
amiably
responded
Harry
.
'
I
hope
you
wo
n't
to-morrow
!
But
do
n't
let
us
waste
our
time
over
this
;
I
want
so
much
to
hear
about
New
Zealand
.
'
Meta
was
well
read
in
Australasian
literature
,
and
drew
out
a
great
deal
more
information
from
Harry
,
than
Norman
had
yet
heard
.
She
made
him
talk
about
the
Maori
pah
near
his
uncle
's
farm
,
where
the
Sunday
Services
were
conducted
by
an
old
gentleman
tattooed
elegantly
in
the
face
,
but
dressed
like
an
English
Clergyman
;
and
tell
of
his
aunt
's
troubles
about
the
younger
generation
,
whom
their
elders
,
though
Christians
themselves
,
could
not
educate
,
and
who
she
feared
would
relapse
into
heathenism
,
for
want
of
instruction
,
though
with
excellent
dispositions
.
'
How
glad
you
must
be
that
you
are
likely
to
go
!
'
exclaimed
Meta
to
Norman
,
who
had
sat
silently
listening
.
The
sound
of
the
door
bell
was
the
first
intimation
that
Harry
's
histories
had
occupied
them
until
long
past
twelve
o'clock
.
'
Now
then
!
'
cried
Meta
,
springing
forward
as
if
intending
to
meet
Flora
with
the
tidings
,
but
checking
herself
,
as
if
she
ought
not
to
be
the
first
.
There
was
a
pause
.
Flora
was
hearing
downstairs
that
Mr.
Norman
May
and
another
gentleman
had
arrived
,
and
,
while
vexed
at
her
own
omission
,
and
annoyed
at
Norman
's
bringing
friends
without
waiting
for
permission
,
she
was
yet
prepared
to
be
courteous
and
amiable
.
She
entered
,
in
her
rich
black
watered
silk
,
deeply
trimmed
with
lace
,
and
with
silver
ornaments
in
her
dark
hair
,
so
graceful
and
distinguished
looking
,
that
Harry
stood
suspended
,
hesitating
,
for
an
instant
,
whether
he
beheld
his
own
sister
,
especially
as
she
made
a
dignified
inclination
towards
him
,
offering
her
hand
to
Norman
,
as
she
said
'
Meta
has
told
you
—
'
but
there
she
broke
off
,
exclaiming
,
'
Ha
!
is
it
possible
!
No
,
surely
it
cannot
be
—
'
'
Miss
Walkinghame
?
'
said
the
sailor
,
who
had
felt
at
home
with
her
at
the
first
word
,
and
she
flew
into
his
great
rough
arms
.
'
Harry
!
this
is
dear
Harry
!
our
own
dear
sailor
come
back
,
'
cried
she
,
as
her
husband
stood
astonished
;
and
,
springing
towards
him
,
she
put
Harry
's
hand
into
his
,
'
My
brother
Harry
!
our
dear
lost
one
.
'
'
Your
—
brother
—
Harry
,
'
slowly
pronounced
George
,
as
he
instinctively
gave
the
grasp
of
greeting
—
'
your
brother
that
was
lost
?
Upon
my
word
,
'
as
the
matter
dawned
fully
on
him
,
and
he
became
eager
,
'
I
am
very
glad
to
see
you
.
I
never
was
more
rejoiced
in
my
life
.
'
'
When
did
you
come
?
Have
you
been
at
home
?
'
asked
Flora
.
'
I
came
home
yesterday
—
Mary
wrote
to
tell
you
.
'
'
Poor
dear
old
Mary
!
There
's
a
lesson
against
taking
a
letter
on
trust
.
I
thought
it
would
be
all
Cocksmoor
,
and
would
wait
for
a
quiet
moment
!
How
good
to
come
to
me
so
soon
,
you
dear
old
shipwrecked
mariner
.
'
'
I
was
forced
to
come
to
report
myself
,
'
said
Harry
,
'
or
I
could
not
have
come
away
from
my
father
so
soon
.
'
The
usual
questions
and
their
sad
answers
ensued
,
and
while
Flora
talked
to
Harry
,
fondly
holding
his
hand
,
Norman
and
Meta
explained
the
history
to
George
,
who
no
sooner
comprehended
it
,
than
he
opined
it
must
have
been
a
horrid
nuisance
,
and
that
Harry
was
a
gallant
fellow
;
then
striking
him
over
the
shoulder
,
welcomed
him
home
with
all
his
kind
heart
,
told
him
he
was
proud
to
receive
him
,
and
falling
into
a
state
of
rapturous
hospitality
,
rang
the
bell
,
and
wanted
to
order
all
sorts
of
eatables
and
drinkables
,
but
was
sadly
baffled
to
find
him
already
satisfied
.
There
was
more
open
joy
than
even
at
home
,
and
Flora
was
supremely
happy
as
she
sat
between
her
brothers
,
listening
and
enquiring
till
far
past
one
o'clock
,
when
she
perceived
poor
George
dozing
off
,
awakened
every
now
and
then
by
a
great
nod
,
and
casting
a
wishful
glance
of
resigned
remonstrance
,
as
if
to
appeal
against
sitting
up
all
night
.
The
meeting
at
breakfast
was
a
renewal
of
pleasure
.
Flora
was
proud
and
happy
in
shewing
off
her
little
girl
,
a
model
baby
,
as
she
called
her
,
a
perfect
doll
for
quietness
,
so
that
she
could
be
brought
in
at
Family
Prayers
;
'
and
,
'
said
Flora
,
'
I
am
the
more
glad
that
she
keeps
no
one
away
,
because
we
can
only
have
Evening
Prayers
on
Sunday
.
It
is
a
serious
thing
to
arrange
for
such
a
household
.
'
'
She
is
equal
to
anything
,
'
said
George
.
The
long
file
of
servants
marched
in
,
George
read
sonorously
,
and
Flora
rose
from
her
knees
,
highly
satisfied
at
the
impression
produced
upon
her
brothers
.
'
I
like
to
have
the
baby
with
us
at
breakfast
,
'
she
said
;
'
it
is
the
only
time
of
day
when
we
can
be
sure
of
seeing
anything
of
her
,
and
I
like
her
nurse
to
have
some
respite
.
Do
you
think
her
grown
,
Norman
?
'
'
Not
very
much
,
'
said
Norman
,
who
thought
her
more
inanimate
and
like
a
pretty
little
waxen
toy
,
than
when
he
had
last
seen
her
.
'
Is
she
not
rather
pale
?
'
'
London
makes
children
pale
.
I
shall
soon
take
her
home
to
acquire
a
little
colour
.
You
must
know
Sir
Henry
has
bitten
us
with
his
yachting
tastes
,
and
as
soon
as
we
can
leave
London
,
we
are
going
to
spend
six
weeks
with
the
Walkinghames
at
Ryde
,
and
rival
you
,
Harry
.
I
think
Miss
Leonora
will
be
better
at
home
,
so
we
must
leave
her
there
.
Lodgings
and
irregularities
do
n't
suit
people
of
her
age
.
'
'
Does
home
mean
Stoneborough
?
'
asked
Norman
.
'
No
.
Old
nurse
has
one
of
her
deadly
prejudices
against
Preston
,
and
I
would
not
be
responsible
for
the
consequences
of
shutting
them
up
in
the
same
nursery
.
Margaret
would
be
distracted
between
them
.
No
,
miss
,
you
shall
make
her
a
visit
every
day
,
and
be
fondled
by
your
grandpapa
.
'
George
began
a
conversation
with
Harry
on
nautical
matters
,
and
Norman
tried
to
discover
how
Meta
liked
the
yachting
project
,
and
found
her
prepared
to
think
it
charming
.
Hopes
were
expressed
that
Harry
might
be
at
Portsmouth
,
and
a
quantity
of
gay
scheming
ensued
,
with
reiterations
of
the
name
of
Walkinghame
,
while
Norman
had
a
sense
of
being
wrapped
in
some
grey
mist
,
excluding
him
from
participation
in
their
enjoyments
,
and
condemned
his
own
temper
,
as
frivolous
,
for
being
thus
excited
to
discontent
.
Presently
,
he
heard
George
insisting
that
he
and
Harry
should
return
in
time
for
the
evening
party
;
and
,
on
beginning
to
refuse
,
was
amazed
to
find
Harry
's
only
objection
was
on
the
score
of
lack
of
uniform
.
'
I
do
n't
want
you
in
one
,
sir
,
'
said
Flora
.
'
I
have
only
one
coat
in
the
world
,
besides
this
,
'
continued
Harry
,
'
and
that
is
all
over
tar
.
'
'
George
will
see
to
that
,
'
said
Flora
.
'
Do
n't
you
think
you
would
be
welcome
in
matting
,
with
an
orange
cowry
round
your
neck
?
'
Norman
,
however
,
took
a
private
opportunity
of
asking
Harry
if
he
was
aware
of
what
he
was
undertaking
,
and
what
kind
of
people
they
should
meet
.
'
All
English
people
behave
much
the
same
in
a
room
,
'
said
Harry
,
as
if
all
society
,
provided
it
was
not
cannibal
,
were
alike
to
him
.
'
I
should
have
thought
you
would
prefer
finding
out
Forder
in
his
chambers
,
or
going
to
one
of
the
theatres
.
'
'
As
you
please
,
'
said
Harry
;
'
but
Flora
seems
to
want
us
,
and
I
should
rather
like
to
see
what
sort
of
company
she
keeps
.
'
Since
Harry
was
impervious
to
shyness
,
Norman
submitted
,
and
George
took
them
to
a
wonderworker
in
cloth
,
who
undertook
that
full
equipments
should
await
the
young
gentleman
.
Harry
next
despatched
his
business
at
the
Admiralty
,
and
was
made
very
happy
by
tidings
of
his
friend
Owen
's
safe
arrival
in
America
.
Thence
the
brothers
went
to
Eton
,
where
home
letters
had
been
more
regarded
;
and
Dr.
May
having
written
to
secure
a
holiday
for
the
objects
of
their
visit
,
they
were
met
at
the
station
by
the
two
boys
.
Hector
's
red
face
and
prominent
light
eyebrows
were
instantly
recognised
;
but
,
as
to
Tom
,
Harry
could
hardly
believe
that
the
little
,
dusty
,
round-backed
grub
he
had
left
,
had
been
transformed
into
the
well-made
gentlemanlike
lad
before
him
,
peculiarly
trim
and
accurate
in
dress
,
even
to
the
extent
of
as
much
foppery
as
Eton
taste
permitted
.
Ten
minutes
had
not
passed
before
Tom
,
taking
a
survey
of
the
new
comer
,
began
to
exclaim
at
Norman
,
for
letting
him
go
about
such
a
figure
;
and
,
before
they
knew
what
was
doing
,
they
had
all
been
conducted
into
the
shop
of
the
'
only
living
man
who
knew
how
to
cut
hair
.
'
Laughing
and
good-natured
,
Harry
believed
his
hair
was
'
rather
long
,
'
allowed
himself
to
be
seated
,
and
to
be
divested
of
a
huge
superfluous
mass
of
sun-dried
curls
,
which
Tom
,
particularly
resenting
that
'
rather
long
,
'
kept
on
taking
up
,
and
unrolling
from
their
tight
rings
,
to
measure
the
number
of
inches
.
'
That
is
better
,
'
said
he
,
as
they
issued
from
the
shop
;
'
but
,
as
to
that
coat
of
yours
,
the
rogue
who
made
it
should
never
make
another
.
Where
could
you
have
picked
it
up
?
'
'
At
a
shop
at
Auckland
,
'
said
Harry
,
much
amused
.
'
Kept
by
a
savage
?
'
said
Tom
,
to
whom
it
was
no
laughing
matter
.
'
See
that
seam
!
'
'
Have
done
,
May
!
'
exclaimed
Hector
.
'
He
will
think
you
a
tailor
's
apprentice
!
'
'
Or
worse
,
'
said
Norman
.
'
River
's
tailor
kept
all
strictures
to
himself
.
'
Tom
muttered
that
he
only
wanted
Harry
to
be
fit
to
be
seen
by
the
fellows
.
'
The
fellows
are
not
such
asses
as
you
!
'
cried
Hector
.
'
You
do
n't
deserve
that
he
should
come
to
see
you
.
If
my
—
'
There
poor
Hector
broke
off
.
If
his
own
only
brother
had
been
walking
beside
him
,
how
would
he
not
have
felt
?
They
had
reached
their
tutor
's
house
,
and
,
opening
his
own
door
,
he
made
an
imploring
sign
to
Harry
to
enter
with
him
.
On
the
table
lay
a
letter
from
Margaret
,
and
another
which
Harry
had
written
to
him
from
Auckland
.
'
Oh
,
Harry
,
you
were
with
him
,
'
he
said
;
'
tell
me
all
about
him
.
'
And
he
established
himself
,
with
his
face
hidden
on
the
table
,
uttering
nothing
,
except
,
'
Go
on
,
'
whenever
Harry
's
voice
failed
in
the
narration
.
When
something
was
said
of
'
all
for
the
best
,
'
he
burst
out
,
'
He
might
say
so
.
I
suppose
one
ought
to
think
so
.
But
is
not
it
hard
,
when
I
had
nobody
but
him
?
And
there
was
Maplewood
;
and
I
might
have
been
so
happy
there
,
with
him
and
Margaret
.
'
'
They
say
nothing
could
have
made
Margaret
well
,
'
said
Harry
.
'
I
do
n't
care
;
he
would
have
married
her
all
the
same
,
and
we
should
have
made
her
so
happy
at
Maplewood
.
I
hate
the
place
!
I
wish
it
were
at
Jericho
!
'
'
You
are
captain
of
the
ship
now
,
'
said
Harry
,
'
and
you
must
make
the
best
of
it
.
'
'
I
ca
n't
.
It
will
never
be
home
.
Home
is
with
Margaret
,
and
the
rest
of
them
.
'
'
So
Alan
said
he
hoped
you
would
make
it
;
and
you
are
just
like
one
of
us
,
you
know
.
'
'
What
's
the
use
of
that
,
when
Captain
Gordon
will
not
let
me
go
near
you
.
Taking
me
to
that
abominable
Maplewood
last
Easter
,
with
half
the
house
shut
up
,
and
all
horrid
!
And
he
is
as
dry
as
a
stick
!
'
'
The
Captain
!
'
cried
Harry
,
angrily
.
'
There
's
not
a
better
Captain
to
sail
with
in
the
whole
navy
,
and
your
brother
would
be
the
first
to
tell
you
so
!
I
'm
not
discharged
yet
,
Hector
—
you
had
better
look
out
what
you
say
!
'
'
May
be
,
he
is
the
best
to
sail
with
,
but
that
is
not
being
the
best
to
live
with
,
'
said
the
heir
of
Maplewood
,
disconsolately
.
'
Alan
himself
always
said
he
never
knew
what
home
was
,
till
he
got
to
your
father
and
Margaret
.
'
'
So
will
you
,
'
said
Harry
;
'
why
,
my
father
is
your
master
,
or
whatever
you
may
call
it
.
'
'
No
,
Captain
Gordon
is
my
guardian
.
'
'
Eh
!
what
's
become
of
the
will
then
?
'
'
What
will
?
'
cried
Hector
.
'
Did
Alan
make
one
after
all
?
'
'
Aye
.
At
Valparaiso
,
he
had
a
touch
of
fever
;
I
went
ashore
to
nurse
him
,
to
a
merchant
's
,
who
took
us
in
for
love
of
our
Scottish
blood
.
Mr.
Ernescliffe
made
a
will
there
,
and
left
it
in
his
charge
.
'
'
Do
you
think
he
made
Dr.
May
my
guardian
?
'
'
He
asked
me
whether
I
thought
he
would
dislike
it
,
and
I
told
him
,
no
.
'
'
That
's
right
!
'
cried
Hector
.
'
That
's
like
dear
old
Alan
!
I
shall
get
back
to
the
Doctor
and
Margaret
after
all
.
Mind
you
write
to
the
Captain
,
Harry
!
'
Hector
was
quite
inspirited
and
ready
to
return
to
the
others
,
but
Harry
paused
to
express
a
hope
that
he
did
not
let
Tom
make
such
a
fool
of
himself
as
he
had
done
to-day
.
'
Not
he
,
'
said
Hector
.
'
He
is
liked
as
much
as
anyone
in
the
house
—
he
has
been
five
times
sent
up
for
good
.
See
there
in
the
Eton
list
!
He
is
a
real
clever
fellow
.
'
'
Aye
,
but
what
's
the
good
of
all
that
,
if
you
let
him
be
a
puppy
?
'
'
Oh
,
he
'll
be
cured
.
A
fellow
that
has
been
a
sloven
always
is
a
puppy
for
a
bit
,
'
said
Hector
,
philosophically
.
Norman
was
meantime
taking
Tom
to
task
for
these
same
airs
,
and
,
hearing
it
was
from
the
desire
to
see
his
brother
respectable
—
Stoneborough
men
never
cared
for
what
they
looked
like
,
and
he
must
have
Harry
do
himself
credit
.
'
You
need
not
fear
,
'
said
Norman
.
'
He
did
not
require
Eton
to
make
him
a
gentleman
.
How
now
?
Why
Tom
,
old
man
,
you
are
not
taking
that
to
heart
?
That
's
all
over
long
ago
.
'
For
that
black
spot
in
his
life
had
never
passed
out
of
the
lad
's
memory
,
and
it
might
be
from
the
lurking
want
of
self-respect
that
there
was
about
him
so
much
of
self-assertion
,
in
attention
to
trifles
.
He
was
very
reserved
,
and
no
one
except
Norman
had
ever
found
the
way
to
anything
like
confidence
,
and
Norman
had
vexed
him
by
the
proposal
he
had
made
in
the
holidays
.
He
made
no
answer
,
but
stood
looking
at
Norman
with
an
odd
undecided
gaze
.
'
Well
,
what
now
,
old
fellow
?
'
said
Norman
,
half
fearing
'
that
'
might
not
be
absolutely
over
.
'
One
would
think
you
were
not
glad
to
see
Harry
.
'
'
I
suppose
he
has
made
you
all
the
more
set
upon
that
mad
notion
of
yours
,
'
said
Tom
.
'
So
far
as
making
me
feel
that
that
part
of
the
world
has
a
strong
claim
on
us
,
'
replied
Norman
.
'
I
'm
sure
you
do
n't
look
as
if
you
found
your
pleasure
in
it
,
'
cried
Tom
.
'
Pleasure
is
not
what
I
seek
,
'
said
Norman
.
'
What
is
the
matter
with
you
?
'
said
Tom
.
'
You
said
I
did
not
seem
rejoiced
—
you
look
worse
,
I
am
sure
.
'
Tom
put
his
arm
on
Norman
's
shoulder
,
and
looked
solicitously
at
him
—
demonstrations
of
affection
very
rare
with
him
.
'
I
wonder
which
would
really
make
you
happiest
,
to
have
your
own
way
,
and
go
to
these
black
villains
?
—
'
'
Remember
,
that
but
for
others
who
have
done
so
,
Harry
—
'
'
Pshaw
,
'
said
Tom
,
rubbing
some
invisible
dust
from
his
coat
sleeve
.
'
If
it
would
keep
you
at
home
,
I
would
say
I
never
would
hear
of
doctoring
.
'
'
I
thought
you
had
said
so
.
'
'
What
's
the
use
of
my
coming
here
,
if
I
'm
to
be
a
country
doctor
?
'
'
I
have
told
you
I
do
not
mean
to
victimize
you
.
If
you
have
a
distaste
to
it
,
there
's
an
end
of
it
—
I
am
quite
ready
.
'
Tom
gave
a
great
sigh
.
'
No
,
'
he
said
,
'
if
I
must
,
I
must
;
I
do
n't
mind
the
part
of
it
that
you
do
.
I
only
hate
the
name
of
it
,
and
the
being
tied
down
to
a
country
place
like
that
,
while
you
go
out
thousands
of
miles
off
to
these
savages
;
but
if
it
is
the
only
thing
to
content
you
,
I
wont
stand
in
your
way
.
I
ca
n't
bear
your
looking
disconsolate
.
'
'
Do
n't
think
yourself
bound
,
if
you
really
dislike
the
profession
.
'
'
I
do
n't
,
'
said
Tom
.
'
It
is
my
free
choice
.
If
it
were
not
for
horrid
sick
people
,
I
should
like
it
.
'
Promising
!
it
must
be
confessed
!
Perhaps
Tom
had
expected
Norman
to
brighten
at
once
,
but
it
was
a
fallacious
hope
.
The
gaining
his
point
involved
no
pleasant
prospect
,
and
his
young
brother
's
moody
devotion
to
him
,
suggested
scruples
whether
he
ought
to
exact
the
sacrifice
,
though
,
in
his
own
mind
,
convinced
that
it
was
Tom
's
vocation
;
and
knowing
that
would
give
him
many
of
the
advantages
of
an
eldest
son
.
Eton
fully
justified
Hector
's
declaration
that
it
would
not
regard
the
cut
of
Harry
's
coat
.
The
hero
of
a
lost
ship
and
savage
isle
,
was
the
object
of
universal
admiration
and
curiosity
,
and
inestimable
were
the
favours
conferred
by
Hector
and
Tom
in
giving
introductions
to
him
,
till
he
had
shaken
hands
with
half
the
school
,
and
departed
amid
deafening
cheers
.
In
spite
of
Harry
,
the
day
had
been
long
and
heavy
to
Norman
,
and
though
he
chid
himself
for
his
depression
,
he
shrank
from
the
sight
of
Meta
and
Sir
Henry
Walkinghame
together
,
and
was
ready
to
plead
an
aching
head
as
an
excuse
for
not
appearing
at
the
evening
party
;
but
,
besides
that
this
might
attract
notice
,
he
thought
himself
bound
to
take
care
of
Harry
in
so
new
a
world
,
where
the
boy
must
be
at
a
great
loss
.
'
I
say
,
old
June
,
'
cried
a
voice
at
his
door
,
'
are
you
ready
?
'
'
I
have
not
begun
dressing
yet
.
Will
you
wait
?
'
'
Not
I
.
The
fun
is
beginning
.
'
Norman
heard
the
light
foot
scampering
down-stairs
,
and
prepared
to
follow
,
to
assume
the
protection
of
him
.
Music
sounded
as
Norman
left
his
room
,
and
he
turned
aside
to
avoid
the
stream
of
company
flowing
up
the
flower-decked
stairs
,
and
made
his
way
into
the
rooms
through
Flora
's
boudoir
.
He
was
almost
dazzled
by
the
bright
lights
,
and
the
gay
murmurs
of
the
brilliant
throng
.
Young
ladies
with
flowers
and
velvet
streamers
down
their
backs
,
old
ladies
portly
and
bejewelled
,
gentlemen
looking
civil
,
abounded
wherever
he
turned
his
eyes
.
He
could
see
Flora
's
graceful
head
bending
as
she
received
guest
after
guest
,
and
the
smile
with
which
she
answered
congratulations
on
her
brother
's
return
;
but
Harry
he
did
not
so
quickly
perceive
,
and
he
was
trying
to
discover
in
what
corner
he
might
have
hidden
himself
;
when
Meta
stood
beside
him
,
asking
whether
their
Eton
journey
had
prospered
,
and
how
poor
Hector
was
feeling
at
Harry
's
return
?
'
Where
is
Harry
?
'
asked
Norman
.
'
Is
he
not
rather
out
of
his
element
?
'
'
No
,
indeed
,
'
said
Meta
,
smiling
.
'
Why
,
he
is
the
lion
of
the
night
!
'
'
Poor
fellow
,
how
he
must
hate
it
!
'
'
Come
this
way
,
into
the
front
room
.
There
,
look
at
him
—
is
it
not
nice
to
see
him
,
so
perfectly
simple
and
at
his
ease
,
neither
shy
nor
elated
?
And
what
a
fine-looking
fellow
he
is
!
'
Meta
might
well
say
so
.
The
trim
,
well-knit
broad-chested
form
,
the
rosy
embrowned
honest
face
,
the
shining
light-brown
curly
locks
,
the
dancing
well-opened
blue
eyes
,
and
merry
hearty
smile
showed
to
the
best
advantage
,
in
array
that
even
Tom
would
not
have
spurned
,
put
on
with
naval
neatness
;
and
his
attitude
and
manner
were
so
full
of
manly
ease
,
that
it
was
no
wonder
that
every
eye
rested
on
him
with
pleasure
.
Norman
smiled
at
his
own
mistake
,
and
asked
who
were
the
lady
and
gentleman
conversing
with
him
?
Meta
mentioned
one
of
the
most
distinguished
of
English
names
,
and
shared
his
amusement
in
seeing
Harry
talking
to
them
with
the
same
frank
embarrassed
ease
,
as
when
he
had
that
morning
shaken
hands
with
their
son
,
in
the
capacity
of
Hector
Ernescliffe
's
fag
.
No
one
present
inspired
him
with
a
tithe
of
the
awe
he
felt
for
a
post-captain
—
it
was
simply
a
pleasant
assembly
of
good-natured
folks
,
glad
to
welcome
home
a
battered
sailor
,
and
of
pretty
girls
,
for
whom
he
had
a
sailor
's
admiration
,
but
without
forwardness
or
presumption
—
all
in
happy
grateful
simplicity
.
'
I
suppose
you
cannot
dance
?
'
said
Flora
,
to
him
.
'
I
!
'
was
Harry
's
interjection
;
and
while
she
was
looking
round
for
a
partner
to
whom
to
present
him
,
he
had
turned
to
the
young
daughter
of
his
new
acquaintance
,
and
had
her
on
his
arm
,
unconscious
that
George
had
been
making
his
way
to
her
.
Flora
was
somewhat
uneasy
,
but
the
mother
was
looking
on
smiling
,
and
expressed
her
delight
in
the
young
midshipman
;
and
Mrs.
Rivers
,
while
listening
gladly
to
his
praises
,
watched
heedfully
,
and
was
reassured
to
see
that
dancing
was
as
natural
to
him
as
everything
else
;
his
steps
were
light
as
a
feather
,
his
movement
all
freedom
and
joy
,
without
being
boisterous
,
and
his
boyish
chivalry
as
pretty
a
sight
as
anyone
could
wish
to
see
.
If
the
rest
of
the
world
enjoyed
their
dances
a
quarter
as
much
as
did
"
Mr.
May
,
"
they
were
enviable
people
,
and
he
contributed
not
a
little
to
their
pleasure
,
if
merely
by
the
sight
of
his
blithe
freshness
,
and
spirited
simplicity
,
as
well
as
the
general
sympathy
with
his
sister
's
joy
,
and
the
interest
in
his
adventures
.
He
would
have
been
a
general
favourite
,
if
he
had
been
far
less
personally
engaging
;
as
it
was
,
every
young
lady
was
in
raptures
at
dancing
with
him
,
and
he
did
his
best
to
dance
with
them
all
;
and
to
try
to
stir
up
Norman
,
who
,
after
Meta
had
been
obliged
to
leave
him
,
and
go
to
act
her
share
of
the
part
of
hostess
,
had
disposed
of
himself
against
a
wall
,
where
he
might
live
out
the
night
.
'
Ha
!
June
!
what
makes
you
stand
sentry
there
?
Come
and
dance
,
and
have
some
of
the
fun
!
Some
of
those
girls
are
the
nicest
partners
in
the
world
.
There
's
that
Lady
Alice
,
something
with
the
dangling
things
in
her
hair
,
sitting
down
now
—
famous
at
a
polka
.
Come
along
,
I
'll
introduce
you
—
It
will
do
you
good
.
'
'
I
know
nothing
of
dancing
,
'
said
Norman
,
beginning
to
apprehend
that
he
might
be
dragged
off
,
as
often
he
had
been
to
cricket
or
foot-ball
,
and
by
much
the
same
means
.
'
Comes
by
nature
,
when
you
hear
the
music
.
Ha
!
what
a
delicious
polka
!
Come
along
,
or
I
must
be
off
!
She
will
be
waiting
for
me
,
and
she
is
the
second
prettiest
girl
here
!
Come
!
'
'
I
have
been
trying
to
make
something
of
him
,
Harry
,
'
said
the
ubiquitous
Flora
,
'
but
I
do
n't
know
whether
it
is
mauvaise
honte
,
or
headache
.
'
'
I
see
!
Poor
old
June
!
'
cried
Harry
.
'
I
'll
get
you
an
ice
at
once
,
old
fellow
!
Nothing
like
one
for
setting
a
man
going
!
'
Before
Norman
could
protest
,
Harry
had
flown
off
.
'
Flora
,
'
asked
Norman
,
'
is
—
are
the
Walkinghames
here
?
'
'
Yes
.
Do
n't
you
see
Sir
Henry
.
That
fine-looking
man
with
the
black
moustache
.
I
want
you
to
know
him
.
He
is
a
great
admirer
of
your
prize
poem
,
and
of
Dr.
Spencer
.
'
Harry
returning
,
administered
his
ice
,
and
then
darted
off
to
excuse
himself
to
his
partner
,
by
explanations
about
his
brother
,
whom
everybody
must
have
heard
of
,
as
he
was
the
cleverest
fellow
living
,
and
had
written
the
best
prize
poem
ever
heard
at
Oxford
.
He
firmly
believed
Norman
a
much
greater
lion
than
himself
.
Norman
was
forced
to
leave
his
friendly
corner
to
dispose
of
the
glass
of
his
ice
,
and
thus
encountered
Miss
Rivers
,
of
whom
Sir
Henry
was
asking
questions
about
a
beautiful
collection
of
cameos
,
which
Flora
had
laid
out
as
a
company
trap
.
'
Here
is
Norman
May
,
'
said
Meta
—
'
he
knows
them
better
than
I
do
.
Do
you
remember
which
of
these
is
the
head
of
Diana
,
Norman
?
'
Having
set
the
two
gentlemen
to
discuss
them
,
she
glided
away
on
fresh
hospitable
duties
,
while
Norman
repeated
the
comments
that
he
had
so
enjoyed
hearing
from
poor
Mr.
Rivers
,
hoping
he
was
,
at
least
,
sparing
Meta
some
pain
,
and
wondering
that
Flora
should
have
risked
hurting
her
feelings
by
exposing
these
treasures
to
the
general
gaze
.
If
Norman
were
wearied
by
Sir
Henry
,
it
was
his
own
fault
,
for
the
baronet
was
a
very
agreeable
person
,
who
thought
a
first-class
man
worth
cultivation
,
so
that
the
last
half
hour
might
have
compensated
for
all
the
rest
,
if
conversation
were
always
the
test
.
'
Why
,
Meta
!
'
cried
Harry
,
coming
up
to
her
,
'
you
have
not
once
danced
!
We
are
a
sort
of
brother
and
sister
,
to
be
sure
,
but
that
is
no
hindrance
,
is
it
?
'
'
No
,
'
said
Meta
,
smiling
,
'
thank
you
,
Harry
,
but
you
must
find
some
one
more
worthy
.
I
do
not
dance
this
season
;
at
least
,
not
in
public
.
When
we
get
home
,
who
knows
what
we
may
do
?
'
'
You
do
n't
dance
!
Poor
little
Meta
!
And
you
do
n't
go
out
!
What
a
pity
!
'
'
I
had
rather
not
work
quite
so
hard
,
'
said
Meta
.
'
Think
what
good
fortune
I
had
by
staying
at
home
last
night
!
'
'
I
declare
!
'
exclaimed
Harry
,
bewitched
by
the
beaming
congratulation
of
her
look
,
'
I
ca
n't
imagine
why
Norman
had
said
you
had
turned
into
a
fine
lady
!
I
ca
n't
see
a
bit
of
it
!
'
'
Norman
said
I
had
turned
into
a
fine
lady
!
'
repeated
Meta
.
'
Why
?
'
'
Never
mind
!
I
do
n't
think
so
;
you
are
just
like
papa
's
humming-bird
,
as
you
always
were
,
not
a
bit
more
of
a
fine
lady
than
any
girl
here
,
and
I
am
sure
papa
would
say
so
.
Only
old
June
had
got
a
bad
headache
,
and
is
in
one
of
his
old
dumps
,
such
as
I
hoped
he
had
left
off
.
But
he
ca
n't
help
it
,
poor
fellow
,
and
he
will
come
out
of
it
,
by-and-by
—
so
never
mind
.
Hollo
!
why
people
are
going
away
already
.
There
's
that
girl
without
anyone
to
hand
her
downstairs
.
'
Away
ran
Harry
,
and
presently
the
brothers
and
sisters
gathered
round
the
fire
—
George
declaring
that
he
was
glad
that
nuisance
was
so
well
over
,
and
Harry
exclaiming
,
'
Well
done
,
Flora
!
It
was
capital
fun
!
I
never
saw
a
lot
of
prettier
or
more
good-natured
people
in
my
life
.
If
I
am
at
home
for
the
Stoneborough
ball
,
I
wonder
whether
my
father
will
let
me
go
to
it
.
'
This
result
of
Harry
's
successful
début
in
high
life
struck
his
sister
and
Norman
as
so
absurd
that
both
laughed
.
'
What
's
the
matter
now
?
'
asked
Harry
.
'
Your
comparing
Flora
's
party
to
a
Stoneborough
ball
,
'
said
Norman
.
'
It
is
all
the
same
,
is
n't
it
?
'
said
Harry
.
'
I
'm
sure
you
are
equally
disgusted
at
both
!
'
'
Much
you
know
about
it
,
'
said
Flora
,
patting
him
gaily
.
'
I
'm
not
going
to
put
conceit
in
that
lion
head
of
yours
,
but
you
were
as
good
as
an
Indian
prince
to
my
party
.
Do
you
know
to
whom
you
have
been
talking
so
coolly
?
'
'
Of
course
.
You
see
,
Norman
,
it
is
just
as
I
told
you
.
All
civilized
people
are
just
alike
when
they
get
into
a
drawing-room
.
'
'
Harry
takes
large
views
of
the
Genus
homo
,
'
Norman
exerted
himself
to
say
.
'
Being
used
to
the
black
and
brown
species
,
he
takes
little
heed
of
the
lesser
varieties
.
'
'
It
is
enough
for
him
that
he
does
not
furnish
the
entertainment
in
another
way
,
'
said
Flora
.
'
But
,
good-night
.
Meta
,
you
look
tired
.
'
CHAPTER
XIX
.
'
Let
none
,
henceforward
,
shrink
from
daring
dreams
,
For
earnest
hearts
shall
find
their
dreams
fulfilled
.
'
Fouque
.
'
I
have
it
!
'
began
Harry
,
as
he
came
down
to
breakfast
.
'
I
do
n't
know
how
I
came
to
forget
it
.
The
will
was
to
be
sent
home
to
Mr.
Mackintosh
's
English
partner
.
I
'll
go
and
overhaul
him
this
very
morning
.
They
wo
n't
mind
my
coming
by
a
later
train
,
when
there
is
such
a
reason
.
'
'
What
is
his
name
?
Where
shall
you
find
him
?
'
asked
Flora
.
'
I
ca
n't
be
sure
;
but
you
've
a
Navy
List
of
that
sort
of
cattle
,
have
not
you
,
Flora
?
I
'll
hunt
him
up
.
'
Flora
supposed
he
meant
a
Directory
;
and
all
possible
South
American
merchants
having
been
overlooked
,
and
the
Mackintoshes
selected
,
he
next
required
a
chart
of
London
,
and
wanted
to
attempt
self-navigation
,
but
was
forced
to
accept
of
George
's
brougham
and
escort
;
Flora
would
not
trust
him
otherwise
;
and
Norman
was
obliged
to
go
to
Oxford
at
once
,
hurrying
off
to
his
train
before
breakfast
was
over
.
Flora
might
have
trusted
Harry
alone
.
George
contributed
no
more
than
the
dignity
of
his
presence
;
and
,
indeed
,
would
have
resigned
the
pursuit
at
the
first
blunder
about
the
firm
;
and
still
more
when
the
right
one
had
been
found
,
but
the
partner
proved
crusty
,
and
would
not
believe
that
any
such
document
was
in
his
hands
.
George
was
consenting
to
let
it
rest
till
Mr.
Mackintosh
could
be
written
to
;
but
Harry
,
outrunning
his
management
,
and
regardless
of
rebuffs
,
fairly
teased
the
old
gentleman
into
a
search
,
as
the
only
means
of
getting
rid
of
the
troublesome
sailor
.
In
the
midst
of
George
's
civil
regrets
at
the
fruitless
trouble
they
were
causing
,
forth
came
a
bundle
of
papers
,
and
forth
from
the
bundle
fell
a
packet
,
on
which
Harry
pounced
as
he
read
,
"
Will
of
Alan
Halliday
Ernescliffe
,
Esquire
,
of
Maplewood
,
Yorkshire
,
Lieutenant
in
H
.
M
.
S.
Alcestis
,
"
and
,
in
the
corner
,
the
executors
'
names
,
Captain
John
Gordon
,
of
H
.
M
.
S.
Alcestis
;
and
Richard
May
,
Esquire
,
M
.
D
.
,
Market
Stoneborough
.
As
if
in
revenge
,
the
prudent
merchant
would
not
be
induced
to
entrust
him
with
the
documont
,
saying
he
could
not
give
it
up
till
he
had
heard
from
the
executors
,
and
had
been
certified
of
the
death
of
the
testator
.
He
withstood
both
the
angry
gentlemen
,
who
finally
departed
in
a
state
of
great
resentment
—
Harry
declaring
that
the
old
land-lubber
would
not
believe
that
he
was
his
own
father
's
son
;
and
Mr.
Rivers
,
no
less
incensed
,
that
the
House
of
Commons
had
been
insulted
in
his
person
,
because
he
did
not
carry
all
before
him
.
Flora
laughed
at
their
story
,
and
told
them
that
she
suspected
that
the
old
gentleman
was
in
the
right
;
and
she
laid
plans
for
having
Harry
to
teach
them
yachting
at
Ryde
,
while
Harry
declared
he
would
have
nothing
to
do
with
such
trumpery
.
Harry
found
his
home
in
a
sort
of
agony
of
expectation
,
for
his
non-arrival
at
the
time
expected
had
made
his
first
appearance
seem
like
an
unsubstantial
illusion
,
though
Dr.
May
,
or
Mary
and
Aubrey
,
had
been
at
the
station
at
the
coming
in
of
each
train
.
Margaret
had
recovered
the
effects
of
the
first
shock
,
and
the
welcome
was
far
more
joyous
than
the
first
had
been
,
with
the
mixed
sensations
that
were
now
composed
,
and
shewed
little
,
outwardly
,
but
gladness
.
Dr.
May
took
Flora
's
view
of
the
case
,
and
declared
that
,
if
Harry
had
brought
home
the
will
,
he
should
not
have
opened
it
without
his
co-executor
.
So
he
wrote
to
the
Captain
,
while
Harry
made
the
most
of
his
time
in
learning
his
sisters
over
again
.
He
spent
a
short
time
alone
with
Margaret
every
morning
,
patiently
and
gently
allowing
himself
to
be
recalled
to
the
sad
recollections
that
were
all
the
world
to
her
.
He
kept
Ethel
and
Mary
merry
with
his
droll
desultory
comments
;
he
made
Blanche
keep
up
her
dancing
;
and
taught
Gertrude
to
be
a
thorough
little
romp
.
As
to
Dr.
May
,
his
patients
never
were
so
well
or
so
cheerful
,
till
Dr.
Spencer
and
Ethel
suspected
that
the
very
sight
of
his
looks
brightened
them
—
how
could
they
help
it
?
Dr.
Spencer
was
as
happy
as
a
king
in
seeing
his
friend
,
freed
from
the
heavy
weight
on
his
spirits
;
and
,
truly
,
it
was
goodly
to
watch
his
perfect
look
of
content
,
as
he
leant
on
his
lion-faced
boy
's
arm
,
and
walked
down
to
the
Minster
,
whither
it
seemed
to
have
become
possible
to
go
on
most
evenings
.
Good
Dr.
May
was
no
musician
,
but
Mr.
Wilmot
could
not
regret
certain
tones
that
now
and
then
burst
out
in
the
chanting
,
from
the
very
bottom
of
a
heart
that
assuredly
sang
with
the
full
melody
of
thankfulness
,
whatever
the
voice
might
do
.
Captain
Gordon
not
only
wrote
but
came
to
Stoneborough
,
whence
Harry
was
to
go
with
him
to
the
court-martial
,
at
Portsmouth
.
The
girls
wondered
that
,
after
writing
with
so
much
warmth
and
affection
,
both
of
and
to
Harry
,
he
met
him
without
any
demonstration
of
feeling
;
and
his
short
peremptory
manner
removed
all
surprise
that
poor
Hector
had
been
so
forlorn
with
him
at
Maplewood
,
and
turned
,
with
all
his
heart
,
to
Dr.
May
.
They
were
especially
impressed
at
the
immediate
subsidence
of
all
Harry
's
noise
and
nonsense
,
as
if
the
drawing-room
had
been
the
quarter-deck
of
the
Alcestis
.
'
And
yet
,
'
said
Margaret
,
'
Harry
will
not
hear
a
single
word
in
dispraise
of
him
.
I
do
believe
he
loves
him
with
all
his
heart
.
'
'
I
think
,
'
said
Ethel
,
'
that
in
a
strong
character
,
there
is
an
exulting
fear
in
looking
up
to
a
superior
,
in
whose
justice
there
is
perfect
reliance
.
It
is
a
germ
of
the
higher
feeling
.
'
'
I
believe
you
are
right
,
'
said
Margaret
;
'
but
it
is
a
serious
thing
for
a
man
to
have
so
little
sympathy
with
those
below
him
.
You
see
how
Hector
feels
it
,
and
I
now
understand
how
it
told
upon
Alan
,
and
how
papa
's
warmth
was
like
a
surprise
to
him
.
'
Because
Captain
Gordon
had
to
be
a
father
to
them
,
and
that
is
more
than
a
captain
.
I
should
not
wonder
if
there
were
more
similarity
and
fellow-feeling
between
him
and
Harry
than
there
could
be
with
either
of
them
.
Harry
,
though
he
has
all
papa
's
tenderness
,
is
of
a
rougher
sort
that
likes
to
feel
itself
mastered
.
Poor
Hector
!
I
wonder
if
he
is
to
be
given
back
to
us
.
'
'
Do
you
know
—
when
—
whether
they
will
find
out
this
morning
?
'
said
Margaret
,
catching
her
dress
nervously
,
as
she
was
moving
away
.
'
Yes
,
I
believe
so
.
I
was
not
to
have
told
you
,
but
—
'
'
There
is
no
reason
that
it
should
do
me
any
harm
,
'
said
Margaret
,
almost
smiling
,
and
looking
as
if
she
was
putting
a
restraint
on
something
she
wished
to
say
.
'
Go
down
,
dear
Ethel
—
Aubrey
will
be
waiting
for
you
.
'
Ethel
went
down
to
the
difficult
task
of
hearing
Aubrey
's
lessons
,
while
Harry
was
pretending
to
write
to
Mrs.
Arnott
,
but
,
in
reality
,
teaching
Gertrude
the
parts
of
a
ship
,
occasionally
acting
mast
,
for
her
to
climb
.
By-and-by
,
Dr.
May
came
in
.
'
Margaret
not
down-stairs
yet
?
'
he
said
.
'
She
is
dressed
,
but
will
not
come
down
till
the
evening
,
'
said
Ethel
.
'
I
'll
go
to
her
.
She
will
be
pleased
.
Come
up
presently
,
Ethel
.
Or
,
where
's
Richard
?
'
'
Gone
out
,
'
said
Harry
.
'
What
,
is
it
anything
left
to
her
?
'
'
The
best
,
the
best
!
'
said
Dr.
May
.
'
Ethel
,
listen
—
twenty
thousand
,
to
build
and
endow
a
Church
for
Cocksmoor
!
'
No
need
to
bid
Ethel
listen
.
She
gave
a
sort
of
leap
in
her
chair
,
then
looked
almost
ready
to
faint
.
'
My
dear
child
,
'
said
her
father
,
'
this
is
your
wish
.
I
give
you
joy
,
indeed
I
do
!
'
Ethel
drew
his
arm
round
her
,
and
leant
against
him
.
'
My
wish
!
my
wish
!
'
she
repeated
,
as
if
questioning
the
drift
of
the
words
.
'
I
'm
glad
it
is
found
!
'
cried
Harry
.
'
Now
I
know
why
he
talked
of
Cocksmoor
,
and
seemed
to
rest
in
planning
for
it
.
You
will
mind
the
roof
is
as
he
said
.
'
'
You
must
talk
to
Dr.
Spencer
about
that
,
'
said
Dr.
May
.
'
The
Captain
means
to
leave
it
entirely
in
our
hands
.
'
'
Dear
Alan
!
'
exclaimed
Ethel
.
'
My
wish
!
O
yes
,
but
how
gained
?
Yet
,
Cocksmoor
with
a
Church
!
I
do
n't
know
how
to
be
glad
enough
,
and
yet
—
'
'
You
shall
read
the
sentence
,
'
said
Dr.
May
.
"
'
In
testimony
of
thankfulness
for
mercy
vouchsafed
to
him
here
—
"
poor
dear
boy
!
'
'
What
does
the
Captain
say
?
'
asked
Harry
.
'
He
is
rather
astounded
,
but
he
owns
that
the
estate
can
bear
it
,
for
old
Halliday
had
saved
a
great
deal
,
and
there
will
be
more
before
Hector
comes
of
age
.
'
'
And
Hector
?
'
'
Yes
,
we
get
him
back
.
I
am
fellow-trustee
with
Captain
Gordon
,
and
as
to
personal
guardianship
,
I
fancy
the
Captain
found
he
could
not
make
the
boy
happy
,
and
thinks
you
no
bad
specimen
of
our
training
.
'
'
Famous
!
'
cried
Harry
.
'
Hector
will
hurrah
now
!
Is
that
all
?
'
'
Except
legacies
to
Captain
Gordon
,
and
some
Scottish
relations
.
But
poor
Margaret
ought
to
hear
it
.
Ethel
,
do
n't
be
long
in
coming
.
'
With
all
Ethel
's
reputation
for
bluntness
,
it
was
remarkable
how
her
force
of
character
made
her
always
called
for
whenever
there
was
the
least
dread
of
a
scene
.
She
turned
abruptly
from
Harry
;
and
,
going
outside
the
window
,
tried
to
realize
and
comprehend
the
tidings
,
but
all
she
could
have
time
to
discover
was
that
Alan
's
memory
was
dearer
to
her
than
ever
,
and
she
was
obliged
to
hasten
up-stairs
.
Her
father
quitted
the
room
by
one
door
,
as
she
entered
by
the
other
;
she
believed
that
it
was
to
hide
his
emotion
,
but
Margaret
's
fair
wan
face
was
beaming
with
the
sweetest
of
congratulating
smiles
.
'
I
thought
so
,
'
she
said
,
as
Ethel
came
in
.
'
Dear
Ethel
,
are
you
not
glad
?
'
'
I
think
I
am
,
'
said
Ethel
,
putting
her
hands
to
her
brow
.
'
You
think
!
'
exclaimed
Margaret
,
as
if
disappointed
.
'
I
beg
your
pardon
,
'
said
Ethel
,
with
quivering
lip
.
'
Dear
Margaret
,
I
am
glad
—
do
n't
you
believe
I
am
,
but
somehow
,
it
is
harder
to
deal
with
joy
than
grief
.
It
confuses
one
!
Dear
Alan
—
and
then
to
have
been
set
on
it
so
long
—
to
have
prayed
so
for
it
,
and
to
have
it
come
in
this
way
—
by
your
—
'
'
Nay
,
Ethel
,
had
he
come
home
,
it
was
his
great
wish
to
have
done
it
.
He
used
to
make
projects
when
he
was
here
,
but
he
would
not
let
me
tell
you
,
lest
he
should
find
duties
at
Maplewood
—
whereas
this
would
have
been
his
pleasure
.
'
'
Dear
Alan
!
'
repeated
Ethel
.
'
If
you
are
so
kind
,
so
dear
as
to
be
glad
,
Margaret
,
I
think
I
shall
be
so
presently
.
'
Margaret
almost
grudged
the
lack
of
the
girlish
outbreak
of
rejoicing
which
would
once
have
forgotten
everything
in
the
ecstacy
of
the
fulfilled
vision
.
It
did
not
seem
to
be
what
Alan
had
intended
;
he
had
figured
to
himself
unmixed
joy
,
and
she
wanted
to
see
it
,
and
something
of
the
wayward
impatience
of
weakness
throbbed
at
her
heart
,
as
Ethel
paced
the
room
,
and
disappeared
in
her
own
curtained
recess
.
Presently
she
came
back
saying
,
'
You
are
sure
you
are
glad
?
'
'
It
would
be
strange
if
I
were
not
,
'
said
Margaret
.
'
See
,
Ethel
,
here
are
blessings
springing
up
from
what
I
used
to
think
had
served
for
nothing
but
to
bring
him
pain
and
grief
.
I
am
so
thankful
that
he
could
express
his
desire
,
and
so
grateful
to
dear
Harry
for
bringing
it
to
light
.
How
much
better
it
is
than
I
ever
thought
it
could
be
!
He
has
been
spared
disappointment
,
and
surely
the
good
that
he
will
have
done
will
follow
him
.
'
'
And
you
?
'
said
Ethel
,
sadly
.
'
I
shall
lie
here
and
wait
,
'
said
Margaret
.
'
I
shall
see
the
plans
,
and
hear
all
about
it
,
and
oh
!
'
her
eyes
lighted
up
,
'
perhaps
some
day
,
I
may
hear
the
bell
.
'
Richard
's
tap
interrupted
them
.
'
Had
he
heard
?
'
'
I
have
.
'
The
deepened
colour
in
his
cheek
betrayed
how
much
he
felt
,
as
he
cast
an
anxious
glance
towards
Margaret
—
an
enquiring
one
on
Ethel
.
'
She
is
so
