ofher
company
;
and
she
,
remembering
dear
Charles
's
hint
,
and
dreading
to
be
left
alone
with
Julian
,
would
persist
to
sit
day
after
day
at
her
books
,
music
,
or
needle-work
in
the
study
,
charming
General
Tracy
by
her
pretty
Hindoo
songs
.
With
him
she
walked
out
,
and
with
him
she
came
in
;
she
would
read
to
him
for
hours
,
whether
he
snored
or
listened
;
and
,
really
,
both
mother
and
son
were
several
long
weeks
before
their
scheming
could
come
to
any
thing
.
A
tête-à-tête
between
Julian
and
Emily
appeared
as
impossible
to
manage
,
as
collision
between
Jupiter
and
Vesta
.
However
,
after
some
six
weeks
of
this
sort
of
mining
and
counter-mining
(
for
Emily
divined
their
wishes
)
,
all
on
a
sudden
one
morning
the
general
received
a
letter
that
demanded
his
immediate
presence
for
a
day
or
two
in
town
;
something
about
prize-money
at
Puttymuddyfudgepoor
.
Emily
was
too
high-spirited
,
too
delicate
in
mind
,
to
tell
her
guardian
of
fears
which
never
might
be
realized
;
and
so
,
with
some
forebodings
,
but
a
cheerful
trust
,
too
,
in
a
Providence
above
her
,
she
saw
the
general
off
without
a
word
,
though
not
without
a
tear
;
he
too
,
that
stern
,
close
man
,
was
moved
:
it
was
strange
to
see
them
love
each
other
so
.
The
moment
he
was
gone
,
she
discreetly
kept
her
chamber
for
the
day
,
on
plea
of
sickness
;
she
had
cried
very
heartily
to
see
him
leave
her
—
he
had
never
yet
left
her
once
since
she
could
recollect
—
and
thus
she
really
had
a
head-ache
,
and
a
bad
one
.
Julian
Tracy
gave
such
a
start
,
that
he
knocked
off
a
cheffonier
of
rare
china
and
glass
standing
at
his
elbow
;
and
the
smash
of
mandarins
and
porcelain
gods
would
have
been
enough
,
at
any
other
time
,
to
have
driven
his
mother
crazy
.
"
Charles
alive
?
"
shouted
he
.
"
Yes
,
Julian
—
why
not
?
You
saw
him
off
,
you
know
:
cannot
you
remember
?
"
Now
to
that
guilty
wretch
's
mind
the
fearful
notion
instantaneously
occurred
,
that
Emily
Warren
was
in
some
strange
,
wild
way
bantering
him
;
she
knew
his
dreadful
secret
—
"
he
had
seen
him
off
.
"
He
trembled
like
an
aspen
as
she
looked
on
him
.
"
Oh
yes
,
he
remembered
,
certainly
;
but
—
but
where
was
her
letter
?
"
"
Never
mind
that
,
Julian
;
you
surely
would
not
read
another
person
's
letters
,
Monsieur
le
Chevalier
Bayard
?
"
Emily
was
as
gay
at
heart
that
morning
as
a
sky-lark
,
and
her
innocent
pleasantry
proved
her
strongest
shield
.
Julian
dared
not
ask
to
see
the
letter
—
scarcely
dared
to
hope
she
had
one
,
and
yet
did
not
know
what
to
think
.
As
to
any
love
scene
now
,
it
was
quite
out
of
the
question
,
notwithstanding
all
his
mother
's
hints
and
management
;
a
new
exciting
thought
entirely
filled
him
:
was
he
a
Cain
,
a
fratricide
,
or
not
?
was
Charles
alive
after
all
?
And
,
for
once
in
his
life
,
Julian
had
some
repentant
feelings
;
for
thrilling
hope
was
nigh
to
cheer
his
gloom
.
It
really
seemed
as
if
Emily
,
sweet
innocent
,
could
read
his
inmost
thoughts
.
"
At
any
rate
,
"
observed
she
,
playfully
,
"
Bayard
may
take
the
postman
's
privilege
,
and
see
the
outside
.
"
With
that
,
she
produced
the
ship-letter
that
had
put
her
in
such
spirits
,
legibly
dated
some
twenty-two
days
ago
.
Yes
,
Charles
's
hand
,
sure
enough
!
Julian
could
swear
to
it
among
a
thousand
.
And
he
fainted
dead
away
.
What
an
astonishing
event
!
how
Mrs.
Tracy
praised
her
noble-spirited
boy
!
How
the
bells
rang
!
and
hot
water
,
and
cold
water
,
and
salts
,
and
rubbings
,
and
eau
de
Cologne
,
and
all
manner
of
delicate
attentions
,
long
sustained
,
at
length
contributed
to
Julian
's
restoration
.
Moreover
,
even
Emily
was
agreeably
surprised
;
she
had
never
seen
him
in
so
amiable
a
light
before
;
this
was
all
feeling
,
all
affection
for
his
brother
—
her
dear
—
dear
Charles
.
And
when
Mrs.
Tracy
heard
what
Emily
said
of
Julian
's
feeling
heart
,
she
became
positively
triumphant
;
not
half
so
much
at
Charles
's
safety
,
and
all
that
,
as
at
Julian
's
burst
of
feeling
.
She
was
quite
right
,
after
all
;
he
was
worthy
to
be
her
favour
ite
,
and
she
felt
both
flattered
and
obliged
to
him
for
fainting
dead
away
.
"
Yes
—
yes
,
my
dear
Miss
Warren
,
depend
upon
it
Julian
has
fine
feelings
,
and
a
good
heart
.
"
And
Emily
began
to
condemn
both
Charles
and
herself
for
lack
of
charity
,
and
to
think
so
too
.
CHAPTER
XIV
.
THE
TETE-A-TETE
.
No
sooner
had
"
dear
Julian
"
recovered
,
which
he
really
had
not
quite
accomplished
until
the
day
had
begun
to
wear
away
(
so
great
a
shock
had
that
intelligence
of
Charles
been
to
his
guilty
mind
)
,
than
the
gratified
and
prudent
mother
fancied
this
a
famous
opportunity
to
leave
the
young
couple
to
themselves
.
It
was
after
dinner
,
when
they
had
retired
to
the
drawing-room
;
and
I
will
say
that
Emily
had
never
seemed
so
favourably
disposed
towards
that
rough
,
but
generous
,
heart
before
.
So
then
,
on
some
significant
pretence
,
well
satisfied
her
favourite
was
himself
again
,
as
bold
,
and
black
,
and
boisterous
as
ever
,
the
masculine
mother
kissed
her
hand
to
them
,
as
a
fat
fairy
might
be
supposed
to
do
,
and
operatically
tripped
away
,
coyly
bidding
Emily
"
take
care
of
Julian
till
she
should
come
back
again
.
"
The
momentary
gleam
of
good
which
glanced
across
that
bad
man
's
heart
has
faded
away
hours
ago
;
his
repentant
thoughts
had
been
occasioned
more
from
the
sudden
relief
he
experienced
at
running
now
no
risks
for
having
murdered
,
than
for
any
better
feeling
towards
his
brother
,
or
any
humbler
notions
of
himself
.
Nay
,
a
strong
rëaction
occurred
in
his
ideas
the
moment
he
had
seen
his
brother
's
writing
;
and
when
he
fainted
,
he
fainted
from
the
struggle
in
his
mind
of
manifold
exciting
causes
,
such
as
these
:
—
hatred
,
jealousy
,
what
he
called
love
,
though
a
lower
name
befitted
it
,
and
vexation
that
his
brother
was
—
not
dead
.
Oh
mother
,
mother
!
if
your
poor
weak
head
had
but
been
wise
enough
to
read
that
heart
,
would
you
still
have
loved
it
as
you
do
?
Alas
—
it
is
a
deep
lesson
in
human
nature
this
—
she
would
!
for
Mrs.
General
Tracy
was
one
of
those
obstinate
,
yet
superficial
characters
,
whom
no
reason
can
convince
that
they
are
wrong
,
no
power
can
oblige
to
confess
themselves
mistaken
.
She
rejoiced
to
hear
him
called
"
her
very
image
;
"
and
predominant
vanity
in
the
large
coquette
extended
to
herself
at
second-hand
;
self
was
her
idol
substance
,
and
its
delightful
shadow
was
this
mother
's
son
.
The
moment
Mrs.
Tracy
left
the
room
,
Julian
perceived
his
opportunity
:
Charles
,
detested
rival
,
far
away
at
sea
;
the
guardian
gone
to
London
;
Emily
in
an
unusual
flow
of
affability
and
kindness
,
and
he
—
alone
with
her
.
Rashly
did
he
bask
his
soul
in
her
delicious
beauty
,
deliberately
drinking
deep
of
that
intoxicating
draught
.
Giving
the
rein
to
passion
,
he
suffered
that
tumultuous
steed
to
hurry
him
whither
it
would
,
in
mad
unbridled
course
.
He
sat
so
long
silently
gazing
at
her
with
the
lack-lustre
eyes
of
low
and
dull
desire
,
that
Emily
,
quite
thrown
off
her
guard
by
that
amiable
fainting
for
his
brother
,
addressed
him
in
her
innocent
kind-heartedness
,
"
Are
you
not
recovered
yet
,
dear
Julian
?
"
The
effect
was
instantaneous
:
scarcely
crediting
his
ears
that
heard
her
call
him
"
dear
,
"
his
eyes
,
that
saw
her
winning
smile
upon
him
,
he
started
from
his
chair
,
and
trembling
with
agitation
,
flung
himself
at
her
feet
,
to
Emily
's
unqualified
astonishment
.
"
Why
,
Julian
,
what
's
the
matter
?
—
unhand
me
,
sir
!
let
go
!
"
(
for
he
had
got
hold
of
her
wrist
.
)
The
passionate
youth
seized
her
hand
—
that
one
with
Charles
's
ring
upon
it
—
and
would
have
kissed
it
wildly
with
polluting
lips
,
had
she
not
shrieked
suddenly
"
Help
!
help
!
"
Instantly
his
other
hand
was
roughly
dashed
upon
her
mouth
—
so
roughly
that
it
almost
knocked
her
backwards
—
and
the
blood
flowed
from
her
wounded
lip
;
but
by
a
preternatural
effort
,
the
indignant
Indian
queen
hurled
the
ruffian
from
her
,
flew
to
the
bell
,
and
kept
on
ringing
violently
.
In
less
than
half
a
minute
all
the
household
was
around
her
,
headed
by
the
startled
Mrs.
Tracy
,
who
had
all
the
while
been
listening
in
the
other
drawing-room
:
butler
,
footmen
,
house-maids
,
ladies'-maids
,
cook
,
scullions
,
and
all
rushed
in
,
thinking
the
house
was
on
fire
.
No
need
to
explain
by
a
word
.
Emily
,
radiant
in
imperial
charms
,
stood
,
like
inspired
Cassandra
,
flashing
indignation
from
her
eyes
at
the
cowering
caitiff
on
the
floor
.
The
mother
,
turning
all
manner
of
colours
,
dropped
on
her
knees
to
"
poor
Julian
's
"
assistance
,
affecting
to
believe
him
taken
ill.
But
Emily
Warren
,
whose
insulted
pride
vouchsafed
not
a
word
to
that
guilty
couple
,
soon
undeceived
all
parties
,
by
addressing
the
butler
in
a
voice
tremulous
and
broken
—
"
Mr.
Saunders
—
be
so
good
—
as
to
go
—
to
Sir
Abraham
Tamworth
's
—
in
the
square
—
and
request
of
him
—
a
night
's
—
protection
—
for
a
poor
—
defenceless
,
insulted
woman
!
"
She
could
hardly
utter
the
last
words
for
choking
tears
:
but
immediately
battling
down
her
feelings
,
added
,
with
the
calmness
of
a
heroine
—
"
You
are
a
father
,
Mr.
Saunders
—
set
all
this
before
Sir
Abraham
strongly
,
but
delicately
.
"
Footmen
!
so
long
as
that
wretch
is
in
the
room
,
protect
me
,
as
you
are
men
.
"
And
the
stately
beauty
placed
herself
between
the
two
liveried
lacqueys
,
as
Zenobia
in
the
middle
of
her
guards
.
"
Marguerite
!
"
—
the
pretty
little
Française
tripped
up
to
her
—
"
wipe
this
blood
from
my
face
.
"
Beautiful
,
insulted
creature
!
I
thought
that
I
looked
upon
some
wounded
Boadicea
,
with
her
daughters
extracting
the
arrow
from
her
cheek
.
"
And
now
,
kind
Charlotte
,
fetch
my
cloak
;
and
follow
me
to
Prospect
House
,
with
what
I
may
require
for
the
night
.
Till
the
general
's
return
,
I
stay
not
here
one
minute
.
"
Then
,
without
a
syllable
,
or
a
look
of
leave-taking
,
the
wise
and
noble
girl
—
doubtless
unconsciously
remembering
her
early
Hindoo
braveries
,
the
lines
of
matchlock
men
,
the
bowing
slaves
,
the
processions
,
and
her
jewelled
state
of
old
—
marched
away
in
magnificent
beauty
,
accompanied
in
silence
by
the
whole
astonished
household
.
Mrs.
Tracy
and
her
son
were
left
alone
:
the
silly
,
silly
mother
thought
him
"
hardly
used
.
"
Julian
,
whose
natural
effrontery
had
entirely
deserted
him
,
looked
like
what
he
was
—
a
guilty
coward
:
and
the
mother
,
who
had
pampered
up
her
"
fine
high-spirited
son
"
to
his
full-grown
criminality
by
a
foolish
education
,
really
—
when
she
had
time
to
think
of
any
thing
but
him
—
was
excessively
frightened
.
The
general
would
be
back
to-morrow
,
and
then
—
and
then
!
—
she
dreaded
to
picture
that
explosion
of
his
wrath
.
CHAPTER
XV
.
SATISFACTION
.
Sir
Abraham
Tamworth
,
G.C.B.
—
a
fine
old
Admiral
of
the
White
,
who
somewhat
looked
down
upon
the
rank
of
General
,
H.E.I.C.S.
—
was
astonished
,
as
well
he
might
be
,
at
Mr.
Saunders
,
and
his
message
:
and
,
of
course
,
most
gladly
acquiesced
in
acting
as
poor
Emily
's
protector
.
Accordingly
,
however
jealous
Lady
Tamworth
and
her
daughters
might
heretofore
have
felt
of
that
bright
beauty
at
the
balls
,
they
were
now
all
genuine
sympathy
,
indignation
,
and
affection
.
Emily
,
I
need
hardly
say
,
went
straight
up
stairs
to
have
her
cry
out
.
"
Whom
are
you
writing
to
,
George
,
in
such
a
hurry
?
"
asked
the
admiral
,
of
a
fine
moustachioed
son
,
George
St.
Vincent
Tamworth
,
of
the
Royal
Horse
Guards
,
who
had
just
got
six
months
'
leave
of
absence
for
the
sake
of
marriage
with
his
cousin
.
The
gallant
soldier
tossed
a
billet
to
his
father
,
who
mounted
his
spectacles
,
and
quietly
read
it
at
the
lamp
.
"
Captain
Tamworth
desires
Mr.
Julian
Tracy
's
company
to-morrow
morning
,
at
seven
o'clock
,
in
the
third
meadow
on
the
Oxton
road
.
The
captain
brings
a
friend
with
him
;
also
pistols
and
a
surgeon
;
and
he
desires
Mr.
Tracy
to
do
the
like
:
Prospect
House
,
Thursday
evening
.
"
"
So
,
George
,
you
consider
him
a
gentleman
,
do
you
?
I
am
afraid
it
's
a
poor
compliment
to
our
fair
young
friend
.
"
And
he
quietly
crumpled
up
the
challenge
in
his
iron
hand
.
"
Really
,
sir
!
—
you
surprise
me
;
—
pardon
me
,
but
I
will
send
that
note
:
must
n't
I
chastise
the
fellow
for
this
insufferable
outrage
?
"
"
No
doubt
,
George
,
no
doubt
of
it
at
all
:
when
a
lady
is
insulted
,
and
a
man
(
not
to
say
a
queen
's
officer
)
stands
by
without
taking
notice
of
it
,
he
deserves
whipping
at
the
cart's-tail
,
and
Coventry
for
life
.
I
've
no
patience
,
boy
,
with
such
mean
meekness
,
as
putting
up
with
bullying
insolence
when
a
woman
's
in
the
case
.
Let
a
man
show
moral
courage
,
if
he
can
and
will
,
in
his
own
affront
;
I
honour
him
who
turns
on
his
heel
from
common
personal
insult
,
and
only
wish
my
own
old
blood
was
cool
enough
to
do
so
:
but
the
mother
,
wife
,
and
sister
,
ay
,
George
,
and
the
poor
defenceless
one
,
be
she
lady
,
peasant
,
or
menial
,
who
comes
to
us
for
safety
in
a
woman
's
dress
,
we
must
take
up
their
quarrel
,
or
we
are
not
men
!
—
"
"
Do
n't
interrupt
him
,
George
,
"
uxoriously
suggested
Lady
Tamworth
,
"
your
father
has
n't
done
talking
yet
.
"
For
George
was
getting
terribly
impatient
;
he
knew
,
from
sad
experience
,
how
much
the
admiral
was
given
to
prosing
.
However
,
the
oration
soon
proceeded
to
our
captain
's
entire
satisfaction
,
after
his
progenitor
had
paused
awhile
for
breath
's
sake
in
his
eloquence
.
"
—
Take
up
their
quarrel
,
or
we
are
not
men
.
Nevertheless
,
boy
,
I
cannot
see
the
need
of
pistols
.
The
only
conceivable
case
for
violent
redress
,
is
woman
's
wrong
:
and
he
who
wrongs
a
woman
,
cannot
be
a
gentleman
;
therefore
,
ought
not
to
be
met
on
equal
terms
.
For
other
causes
of
duello
,
as
hot-headed
speeches
,
rudenesses
,
or
slights
,
forgive
,
forbear
to
fan
the
flame
,
and
never
be
above
apologizing
:
but
in
an
outrage
such
as
this
,
let
a
fine-built
fellow
,
such
as
you
are
,
George
(
and
the
women
should
show
wisdom
in
their
choice
of
champions
)
,
let
a
man
,
and
a
queen
's
officer
as
you
are
,
treat
this
brute
,
Julian
Tracy
,
as
a
martinet
huntsman
would
a
hound
thrown
out
.
As
for
me
,
boy
,
I
'm
going
to
call
on
Mrs.
Tracy
at
eleven
o'clock
to-morrow
morning
—
and
,
without
presuming
to
advise
a
six
foot
two
of
a
son
,
I
think
—
I
think
,
if
I
were
you
,
I
would
be
dutiful
enough
to
say
—
'
Father
,
I
will
accompany
you
—
and
take
a
horsewhip
with
me
.
'
"
"
Agreed
,
agreed
,
sir
!
"
replied
the
well-pleased
son
,
and
her
ladyship
too
vouchsafed
her
approbation
.
Emily
had
gone
to
bed
long
ago
,
or
rather
to
her
chamber
;
where
the
three
Misses
Tamworth
had
been
all
kindness
,
curiosity
,
and
consolation
.
So
,
Sir
Abraham
and
his
lady
,
now
the
speech
was
finished
,
followed
their
example
of
retirement
:
and
the
captain
newly
blood-knotted
his
hunting-whip
,
con
amore
,
not
to
say
con
spirito
,
overnight
.
Nobody
will
wonder
to
hear
,
that
when
the
gallant
representatives
of
army
and
navy
called
next
morning
at
number
seven
,
Mrs.
Tracy
and
her
son
were
"
not
at
home
:
"
and
of
course
it
would
be
far
too
Julian-like
a
proceeding
,
for
true
gentleman
to
think
of
forcing
their
company
on
the
probably
ensconced
in-dwellers
.
Accordingly
,
they
marched
away
,
without
having
deigned
to
leave
a
card
;
the
captain
taking
on
himself
the
duty
of
perambulating
sentinel
,
while
his
father
proceeded
to
the
library
as
usual
.
Judge
of
the
glad
surprise
,
when
,
within
ten
minutes
,
our
vindictive
George
perceived
the
admiral
coming
back
again
,
full-sail
,
with
the
mother
and
son
in
tow
,
creeping
amicably
enough
up
the
terrace
.
Sir
Abraham
had
given
her
his
arm
,
and
precious
Mr.
Julian
was
a
little
in
the
rear
:
for
the
old
folks
were
talking
confidentially
.
George
St.
Vincent
,
placing
his
whip
in
the
well-known
position
of
"
Cane
,
a
mystery
,
"
advanced
to
meet
them
;
and
,
just
after
passing
his
father
,
with
whom
he
exchanged
a
very
comfortable
glance
,
discovered
that
the
heroic
Julian
,
who
had
caught
a
glimpse
of
the
ill-concealed
weapon
,
was
slinking
quickly
round
a
corner
to
avoid
him
.
It
was
certainly
undignified
to
run
,
but
the
gallant
captain
did
run
,
nevertheless
and
soon
caught
the
coward
by
the
collar
.
Then
,
at
arm
's
length
,
was
the
hunting-whip
applied
,
full-swing
;
up
the
terrace
,
and
down
the
parade
,
and
through
High-street
,
and
Smith-street
,
and
Oxton-road
,
and
aristocratical
Pacton-square
,
and
the
well-thronged
plebeian
market-place
;
lash
,
lash
,
lash
,
in
furious
and
fast
succession
on
the
writhing
roaring
culprit
;
to
the
universal
excoriation
of
Mr.
Julian
Tracy
,
and
the
amazement
of
an
admiring
and
soon-collected
crowd
—
the
rank
,
beauty
,
and
fashion
—
of
Burleigh
Singleton
.
Julian
was
strong
indeed
,
and
a
coal-heaver
in
build
,
but
conscience
had
unnerved
him
;
and
the
coarse
noisy
bully
always
is
a
coward
:
therefore
,
it
was
a
pleasant
thing
to
see
how
easy
came
the
captain
's
work
to
him
—
he
had
nothing
to
do
but
to
lash
,
lash
,
lash
,
double-thonged
,
like
a
slave-driver
:
and
,
except
that
he
made
the
caitiff
move
along
,
to
be
a
spectacle
to
man
and
woman
,
up
and
down
the
town
,
he
might
as
well
,
for
any
difficulty
in
the
deed
,
have
been
employed
in
scarifying
a
gate-post
.
At
last
,
thoroughly
exhausted
with
having
inflicted
as
much
punishment
as
any
three
drummers
at
a
soldier
's
whipping-match
,
and
spying
out
his
"
tiger
"
in
the
throng
,
our
gallant
Avenging
Childe
tossed
the
heavy
whip
to
the
trim
cockaded
little
man
,
that
he
might
carry
home
that
instrument
of
vengeance
,
deliberately
wiped
his
wet
mustachios
,
and
giving
Julian
one
last
kick
,
let
the
fellow
part
in
peace
.
CHAPTER
XVI
.
HOW
CHARLES
FARED
.
Having
thus
found
protectors
for
poor
Emily
,
and
disposed
of
her
assailant
to
the
entire
satisfaction
of
all
mankind
,
let
us
turn
seawards
,
and
take
a
look
at
Charles
.
Now
,
"
no
earthly
power
,
"
—
as
a
certain
ex-chancellor
protested
—
shall
induce
me
to
do
so
mean
a
thing
as
to
open
Charles
's
letters
,
and
spread
them
forth
before
the
public
gaze
.
Doubtless
,
they
were
all
things
tender
,
warm
,
and
eloquent
;
doubtless
,
they
were
tinted
rosy
hue
,
with
love
's
own
blushes
,
and
made
glorious
with
the
golden
light
of
unaffected
piety
.
I
only
read
them
myself
in
a
reflected
way
,
by
looking
into
Emily
's
eyes
;
and
I
saw
,
from
their
ever-changing
radiance
,
how
feelingly
he
told
of
his
affections
;
how
fervently
he
poured
out
all
his
heart
upon
the
page
;
how
evidently
tears
and
kisses
had
made
many
words
illegible
;
how
wise
,
sanguine
,
happy
,
and
religious
,
was
her
own
devoted
Charles
.
Of
the
trivial
incidents
of
voyaging
,
his
letters
said
not
much
:
though
cheerful
and
agreeable
in
his
floating
prison
,
with
the
various
exported
marrying-maidens
and
transported
civil
officers
,
who
constitute
the
average
bulk
of
Indian
cargoes
outward
bound
,
Charles
mixed
but
little
in
their
society
,
seldom
danced
,
seldom
smoked
,
seldom
took
a
hand
at
whist
,
or
engaged
in
the
conflicts
of
backgammon
.
Sharks
,
storms
,
water-spouts
;
the
meeting
divers
vessels
,
and
exchanging
post-bags
;
tar-barrelled
Neptune
of
the
line
,
Cape
Town
with
its
mountain
and
the
Table-cloth
,
long-rolling
seas
;
and
similar
common-places
,
Charles
did
not
think
proper
to
enlarge
upon
:
no
more
do
I
.
Life
is
far
too
short
for
all
such
petty
details
:
and
,
more
pointedly
,
a
wire-drawn
book
is
the
just
abhorrence
of
a
generous
public
.
The
letters
came
frequently
:
for
Charles
did
little
else
all
day
but
write
to
Emmy
,
so
as
always
to
be
ready
with
a
budget
for
the
next
piece
of
luck
—
a
home-bound
ship
.
He
had
many
things
to
teach
her
yet
,
sweet
student
;
and
it
was
a
beautiful
sight
to
see
how
her
mind
expanded
as
an
opening
flower
before
the
sun
of
tenderness
and
wisdom
.
Each
letter
,
both
in
writing
and
in
reading
,
was
the
child
of
many
prayers
:
and
even
the
loveliness
of
Emily
grew
more
soft
,
more
elevated
,
"
as
it
had
been
the
face
of
an
angel
,
"
when
feeding
in
solitary
joy
on
those
effusions
of
her
lover
's
heart
.
Of
course
,
he
could
not
hear
from
her
,
until
the
overland
mail
might
haply
bring
him
letters
at
Madras
:
so
that
,
as
our
Irish
friends
would
say
,
with
all
her
will
to
tell
him
of
her
love
,
"
the
reciprocity
must
needs
be
all
on
one
side
.
"
But
Emily
did
write
too
;
earnestly
,
happily
:
and
poured
her
very
heart
out
in
those
eloquent
burning
words
.
I
dare
say
Charles
will
get
the
letter
now
within
a
day
or
two
:
for
the
roaring
surf
of
Madras
is
on
the
horizon
,
almost
within
sight
.
Nevertheless
,
before
he
gets
there
,
and
can
read
those
letters
—
precious
,
precious
manuscripts
—
it
will
be
my
painful
duty
,
as
a
chronicler
of
(
what
might
well
be
)
truth
,
to
put
the
reader
in
possession
of
one
little
hint
,
which
seemed
likeliest
to
wreck
the
happiness
of
these
two
children
of
affection
.
I
am
Emily
's
invisible
friend
:
and
as
the
dear
girl
ran
to
me
one
morning
,
with
tears
in
her
eyes
,
to
ask
me
what
I
thought
of
a
certain
mysterious
paragraph
,
I
need
not
scruple
to
lay
it
straight
before
the
reader
.
At
the
end
of
a
voluminous
love-letter
,
which
I
really
did
not
think
of
prying
into
,
occurred
the
following
postscript
,
evidently
written
at
the
last
moment
of
haste
.
"
Oh
!
my
precious
Emmy
,
I
have
just
heard
the
most
fearful
rumour
of
ill
that
could
possibly
befall
us
:
the
captain
of
our
ship
—
you
will
remember
Captain
Forbes
,
he
knew
you
and
the
general
well
,
he
said
—
has
just
assured
me
that
—
that
—
!
I
dare
not
,
cannot
write
the
awful
words
.
Oh
!
my
own
Emmy
—
Heaven
grant
you
be
my
own
!
—
pray
,
pray
,
as
I
will
night
and
day
,
that
rumour
be
not
true
:
for
if
it
be
,
my
love
,
both
God
and
man
forbid
us
ever
to
meet
again
!
How
I
wish
I
could
explain
it
all
,
or
that
I
had
never
heard
so
much
,
or
never
written
it
here
,
and
told
it
you
,
though
thus
obscurely
:
for
I
ca
n't
destroy
this
letter
now
,
the
ships
are
just
parting
company
,
and
there
is
no
time
to
write
another
.
Yet
will
I
hope
,
love
,
against
hope
.
Who
knows
?
through
God
's
good
mercy
,
it
may
all
be
cleared
up
still
.
If
not
—
if
not
—
strive
to
forget
for
ever
,
your
unhappy
"
Charles
.
"
Perhaps
—
O
,
glorious
thought
!
—
Nurse
Mackie
may
know
better
than
the
captain
,
after
all
;
and
yet
,
he
seems
so
positive
:
if
he
is
right
,
there
is
nothing
for
us
both
but
Wo
!
Wo
!
Wo
!
"
Now
,
to
say
plain
truth
,
when
Emily
showed
me
this
,
I
looked
very
blank
upon
it
.
That
Charles
had
heard
some
meddlesome
report
,
which
(
if
true
)
was
to
be
an
insuperable
barrier
to
their
future
union
,
struck
me
at
a
glimpse
.
But
I
had
not
the
heart
to
hint
it
to
her
;
and
only
encouraged
hope
—
hope
,
in
God
's
help
,
through
the
means
of
Mrs.
Mackie
and
her
papers
.
As
for
the
poor
girl
herself
,
she
asked
me
,
in
much
humility
,
and
with
many
sobs
,
if
I
did
not
fear
that
her
Hindoo
mystery
was
this
:
—
she
was
the
vilest
of
the
vile
,
a
Pariah
,
an
outcast
,
whose
very
presence
is
contamination
!
Beautiful
,
loving
,
heavenly-hearted
creature
!
so
humble
in
the
midst
of
her
majestic
loveliness
!
how
touching
was
the
thought
,
that
she
thus
readily
acquiesced
in
any
the
deepest
humiliation
holy
Providence
had
seen
fit
to
send
her
;
and
though
the
sentence
would
have
crushed
her
happiness
for
ever
,
till
the
day
of
death
,
that
she
could
still
look
up
and
say
,
"
Be
it
to
thine
handmaid
even
as
thou
wilt
.
"
As
I
had
no
better
method
of
explaining
the
matter
,
and
as
her
infantine
reminiscences
and
prejudices
about
caste
were
strong
,
I
even
let
her
think
so
,
if
she
would
:
it
was
a
far
better
alternative
than
my
own
sad
thoughts
about
the
business
:
and
,
however
painful
was
the
process
,
it
was
something
consolatory
to
observe
,
that
this
voluntary
humiliation
mellowed
and
chastened
her
own
character
,
subduing
tropical
fires
,
and
tempering
the
virgin
gold
by
meekness
.
Oh
!
Charles
,
Charles
,
my
poor
fellow
,
"
who
have
cast
your
all
upon
a
die
,
and
must
abide
the
issue
of
the
throw
,
"
I
most
fervently
hope
that
gossiping
Captain
Forbes
spoke
falsely
:
it
is
a
comfort
to
reflect
that
the
world
is
often
very
liberal
in
attributing
the
honours
of
paternity
to
some
who
really
do
not
deserve
them
.
And
if
a
rich
old
bachelor
looks
kindly
on
a
foundling
,
is
it
not
pure
malice
on
that
sole
account
of
charity
to
hail
him
father
?
Besides
—
there
's
Nurse
Mackie
.
—
Speed
to
Madras
,
poor
youth
,
and
keep
your
courage
up
.
CHAPTER
XVII
.
THE
GENERAL
'S
RETURN
.
In
a
most
unwonted
flow
of
animal
spirits
,
and
an
entire
affability
which
restored
him
at
once
to
the
rank
of
a
communicative
creature
,
General
Tracy
came
back
on
Friday
night
.
He
had
met
with
marvellous
prosperity
;
for
Hancock
's
had
been
paying
off
the
prize-money
;
and
his
own
lion
's
share
,
as
general
,
in
the
easy
process
of
dethroning
half
a
dozen
diamond-hilted
rajahs
and
nabobs
,
amounted
to
something
like
four
lacs
of
rupees
,
nearly
half
a
crore
!
Such
a
flush
of
wealth
,
and
he
was
rich
already
without
it
,
exhilarated
the
bilious
old
gentleman
so
strangely
,
that
positive
peonies
were
blooming
in
his
cheeks
;
and
,
as
if
this
was
not
miracle
enough
,
he
had
brought
his
wife
as
a
present
Maurice
's
'
Antiquities
of
India
,
'
gloriously
bound
,
and
had
even
been
so
superfluous
as
to
purchase
a
new
pair
of
double-barrelled
pistols
for
Julian
:
the
lad
was
a
fine
young
fellow
after
all
,
and
ought
to
be
encouraged
in
snuffing
out
a
candle
;
as
for
Emily
's
petit
cadeau
,
it
was
a
fifty
guinea
set
of
cameos
,
the
choicest
in
their
way
that
Howell
and
James
's
had
to
show
him
.
Moreover
,
he
had
sent
a
Bow-street
officer
to
Oxford
,
to
make
inquiries
after
Charles
:
actually
,
good
fortune
had
made
him
at
once
humanized
and
happy
.
So
the
chaise
rattled
up
,
and
the
general
bounded
out
,
and
flew
into
the
arms
of
his
wondering
wife
,
as
Paris
might
have
flown
to
Helen
,
or
Leander
to
his
heroine
—
the
only
feminine
Hero
,
whom
grammar
recognises
.
It
was
past
eleven
at
night
:
therefore
he
did
not
think
to
ask
for
Julian
;
no
doubt
the
boy
was
gone
to
bed
.
Indeed
,
he
had
;
and
was
tossing
his
wealed
body
,
full
of
pains
,
and
aches
,
and
bruises
,
as
softly
as
he
could
upon
the
feather-bed
:
he
had
need
of
poultices
all
over
,
and
a
quart
of
Friar
's
Balsam
would
have
done
him
little
good
:
after
his
well-merited
thrashing
,
the
flogged
hound
had
slunk
to
his
kennel
,
and
locked
himself
sullenly
in
,
without
even
speaking
to
his
mother
.
Tobacco-fumes
exuded
from
the
key-hole
,
and
I
doubt
not
other
creature-comforts
lent
the
muddled
man
their
aid
.
However
,
after
the
first
rush
of
news
to
Mrs.
Tracy
,
her
lord
,
who
had
every
moment
been
expecting
the
door
to
fly
open
,
and
Emily
to
fall
into
his
arms
—
for
strangely
did
they
love
each
other
—
suddenly
asked
,
"
But
,
where
's
Emmy
all
this
time
!
she
knows
I
'm
here
?
—
not
got
to
bed
,
is
she
?
—
knew
I
was
coming
?
—
"
"
Oh
!
general
,
I
'll
tell
you
all
about
it
to-morrow
morning
.
"
"
About
what
,
madam
?
Great
God
!
has
any
harm
befallen
the
child
?
Speak
—
speak
,
woman
!
"
"
Dear
—
dear
—
Oh
!
what
shall
I
say
?
"
sobbed
the
silly
mother
.
"
Emily
—
Emily
,
poor
dear
Julian
—
"
"
What
the
devil
,
ma'am
,
of
Julian
?
"
The
general
turned
white
as
a
sheet
,
and
rang
the
bell
,
in
singular
calmness
;
probably
for
a
dram
of
brandy
.
Saunders
answered
it
so
instantly
,
that
I
rather
suspect
he
was
waiting
just
outside
.
The
moment
Mrs.
Tracy
saw
the
gray-headed
butler
,
anticipating
all
that
he
might
say
,
she
brushed
past
him
,
and
hurriedly
ran
up-stairs
.
"
What
's
all
this
,
Mr.
Saunders
?
where
's
Miss
Warren
?
"
And
the
poor
old
guardian
seemed
ready
to
faint
at
his
reply
:
but
he
heard
it
out
patiently
.
"
I
am
very
sorry
to
say
,
general
,
that
Miss
Emily
has
been
forced
to
take
refuge
at
Sir
Abraham
Tamworth
's
:
but
she
's
well
,
sir
,
and
safe
,
sir
;
quite
well
and
safe
,
"
the
good
man
hastened
to
say
,
"
only
I
'm
afraid
that
Mr.
Julian
had
been
taking
liberties
with
—
"
I
dare
not
write
the
general
's
imprecation
:
then
,
as
he
clenched
the
arms
of
his
easy-chair
,
as
with
the
grasp
of
the
dying
,
he
asked
,
in
a
quick
wild
way
—
"
But
what
was
it
?
—
what
happened
?
"
"
Nothing
to
fear
,
sir
—
nothing
at
all
,
general
;
—
I
am
thankful
to
say
,
that
all
I
saw
,
and
all
we
all
saw
,
was
Miss
Emily
pulling
at
the
bell-rope
with
blood
upon
her
face
,
and
Mr.
Julian
on
the
floor
:
but
I
took
the
young
lady
to
Sir
Abraham
's
immediately
,
general
,
at
her
own
desire
.
"
The
father
arose
sternly
;
his
first
feeling
was
to
kill
Julian
;
but
the
second
,
a
far
better
one
,
predominated
—
he
must
go
and
see
Emily
at
once
.
So
,
faintly
leaning
on
the
butler
's
arm
,
the
poor
old
man
(
whom
a
moiety
of
ten
minutes
,
with
its
crowding
fears
,
had
made
to
look
some
ten
years
older
,
)
proceeded
to
the
square
,
and
knocked
up
Sir
Abraham
at
midnight
,
and
the
admiral
came
down
,
half
asleep
,
in
dressing-gown
and
slippers
,
vexed
at
having
been
knocked
up
from
his
warm
berth
so
uncomfortably
:
it
put
him
sorely
in
remembrance
of
his
hardships
as
a
middy
.
"
Kind
neighbour
,
thank
you
,
thank
you
;
where
's
Emmy
?
take
me
to
my
Emmy
;
"
and
the
iron-hearted
veteran
wept
like
a
driveller
.
Sir
Abraham
looked
at
him
queerly
:
and
then
,
in
a
cheerful
,
friendly
way
,
replied
—
"
Dear
general
,
do
not
be
so
moved
:
the
girl
's
quite
safe
with
us
;
you
'll
see
her
to-morrow
morning
.
All
's
right
;
she
was
only
frightened
,
and
George
has
given
the
fellow
a
proper
good
licking
:
and
the
girl
's
a-bed
,
you
know
;
and
,
eh
?
what
?
"
—
For
the
poor
old
man
,
like
one
bereaved
,
said
,
supplicatingly
—
"
In
mercy
take
me
to
her
—
precious
child
!
"
"
My
dear
sir
—
pray
consider
—
it
's
impossible
;
fine
girl
,
you
know
;
—
Lady
Tamworth
,
too
—
ca
n't
be
,
ca
n't
be
,
you
know
,
general
.
"
And
the
mystified
Sir
Abraham
looked
to
Saunders
for
an
explanation
—
"
Was
his
master
drunk
?
"
"
I
must
speak
to
her
,
neighbour
;
I
must
,
must
,
and
will
—
dear
,
dear
child
:
come
up
with
me
,
sir
,
come
;
do
not
trifle
with
a
breaking
heart
,
neighbour
!
"
There
was
a
heart
still
in
that
hard-baked
old
East
Indian
.
It
was
impossible
to
resist
such
an
appeal
:
so
the
two
elders
crept
up
stairs
,
and
knocked
softly
at
her
chamber-door
.
Clearly
,
the
girl
was
asleep
:
she
had
sobbed
herself
to
sleep
;
the
general
had
been
looked
for
all
day
long
,
and
she
was
worn
with
watching
;
he
could
hardly
come
at
midnight
;
so
the
dear
affectionate
child
had
sobbed
herself
to
sleep
.
"
Allow
me
,
Sir
Abraham
.
"
And
General
Tracy
whispered
something
at
the
key-hole
in
a
strange
tongue
.
Not
Aladdin
's
"
open
Sesame
"
could
have
been
more
magical
.
In
a
moment
,
roused
up
suddenly
from
sleep
,
and
forgetting
every
thing
but
those
tender
recollections
of
gentle
care
in
infancy
,
and
kindness
all
through
life
,
the
child
of
nature
startled
out
of
bed
,
drew
the
bolt
,
and
in
beauteous
disarray
,
fell
into
that
old
man
's
arms
!
It
was
enough
;
he
had
seen
her
eye
to
eye
—
she
lived
:
and
the
white-haired
veteran
,
suffered
himself
to
be
led
away
directly
from
the
landing
,
like
a
child
,
by
his
sympathizing
neighbour
.
"
My
heart
is
lighter
now
,
Sir
Abraham
:
but
I
am
a
poor
weak
old
man
,
and
owe
you
an
explanation
for
this
outburst
;
some
day
—
some
day
,
not
now
.
O
,
if
you
could
guess
how
I
have
nursed
that
pretty
babe
when
alone
in
distant
lands
;
how
I
have
doated
on
her
little
winning
ways
,
and
been
gladdened
by
the
music
of
her
prattle
;
how
I
have
exulted
to
behold
her
loveliness
gradually
expanding
,
as
she
was
ever
at
my
side
,
in
peril
as
in
peace
,
in
camp
as
in
quarters
,
in
sickness
as
in
health
,
still
—
still
,
the
blessed
angel
of
a
bad
man
's
life
—
a
wicked
,
hard
old
man
,
kind
neighbour
—
if
you
knew
more
—
more
,
than
for
her
sake
I
dare
tell
you
—
and
if
you
could
conceive
the
love
my
Emmy
bears
for
me
,
you
would
not
think
it
strange
—
think
it
strange
—
"
He
could
not
say
a
syllable
more
;
and
the
admiral
,
with
Mr.
Saunders
,
too
,
who
joined
them
in
the
study
,
looked
very
little
able
to
console
that
poor
old
man
.
For
they
all
had
hearts
,
and
trickling
eyes
to
tell
them
.
Then
having
arranged
a
shake-down
for
his
master
in
Sir
Abraham
's
study
—
for
the
guardian
would
not
leave
his
dear
one
ever
again
—
Saunders
went
home
,
purposing
to
attend
with
razors
in
the
morning
.
CHAPTER
XVIII
.
INTERCALARY
.
The
Tamworths
did
not
altogether
live
at
Burleigh
Singleton
—
it
was
far
too
petty
a
place
for
them
;
dullness
all
the
year
round
(
however
pleasant
for
a
month
or
so
,
as
a
holiday
from
toilsome
pleasures
)
would
never
have
done
for
Lady
Tamworth
and
her
daughters
:
but
they
regularly
took
Prospect
House
for
six
weeks
in
the
summer
season
,
when
tired
of
Portland
Place
,
and
Huntover
,
their
fine
estate
in
Cheshire
:
and
so
,
from
constant
annual
immigration
,
came
as
much
to
be
regarded
Burleighites
,
as
swifts
and
swallows
to
be
ranked
as
British
birds
.
I
only
hint
at
this
piece
of
information
,
for
fear
any
should
think
it
unlikely
,
that
grandees
of
Sir
Abraham
's
condition
could
exist
for
ever
in
a
place
where
the
day-before-yesterday
's
'
Times
'
is
first
intelligence
.
Moreover
,
as
another
interjectional
touch
,
it
is
only
due
to
my
life-likenesses
to
record
,
that
Mrs.
Green
's
,
although
a
terrace-house
,
and
ranked
as
humble
number
seven
,
was
,
nevertheless
,
a
tolerably
spacious
mansion
,
well
suited
for
the
dignity
of
a
butler
to
repose
in
:
for
Mrs.
Green
had
added
an
entire
dwelling
on
the
inland
side
,
as
,
like
most
maritime
inhabitants
,
she
was
thoroughly
sick
of
the
sea
,
and
never
cared
to
look
at
it
,
though
living
there
still
,
from
mere
disinclination
to
stir
:
so
,
then
,
it
was
quite
a
double
house
,
both
spacious
and
convenient
.
As
for
the
inglorious
incident
of
Julian
's
latch-key
,
I
should
not
wonder
if
many
wide
street-doors
to
many
marble
halls
are
conscious
of
similar
convenient
fastenings
,
if
gentlemen
of
Julian
's
nocturnal
tastes
happen
to
be
therein
dwelling
.
Another
little
matter
is
worth
one
word
.
The
house
had
been
Mrs.
Green
's
,
a
freehold
,
and
was
,
therefore
,
now
her
heir
's
;
but
the
general
,
as
an
executor
,
remained
there
still
,
until
his
business
was
finished
;
in
fact
,
he
took
his
year
's
liberty
.
He
had
returned
from
India
rolling
in
gold
;
for
some
great
princess
or
other
—
I
think
they
called
her
a
Begum
or
a
Glumdrum
,
or
other
such
like
Gulliverian
appellative
—
had
been
singularly
fond
of
him
,
and
had
loaded
him
in
early
life
with
favours
—
not
only
kisses
,
and
so
forth
,
but
jewellery
and
gold
pagodas
.
And
lately
,
as
we
know
,
Puttymuddyfudgepoor
,
with
its
radiating
rajahs
and
nabobs
,
had
proved
a
mine
of
wealth
:
for
a
crore
is
ten
lacs
,
and
a
lac
of
rupees
is
any
thing
but
a
lack
of
money
—
although
rupees
be
money
,
and
the
"
middle
is
distributed
;
"
in
spite
of
logic
,
then
,
a
lack
means
about
twelve
thousand
pounds
:
and
four
of
them
,
according
to
Cocker
,
some
fifty
thousand
.
It
would
appear
then
,
that
with
the
produce
of
the
Begum
's
diamonds
,
converted
into
money
long
ago
,
and
some
of
them
as
big
as
linnet
's
eggs
—
and
not
to
take
account
of
Mrs.
Green
's
trifling
pinch
of
the
five
Exchequer
bills
,
all
handed
over
at
once
to
Emily
—
the
General
's
present
fortune
was
exactly
one
hundred
and
twenty-three
thousand
pounds
.
Of
course
,
he
was
n't
going
to
bury
himself
at
Burleigh
Singleton
much
longer
;
and
yet
,
for
all
that
stout
intention
of
houses
and
lands
,
and
carriages
and
horses
,
in
almost
any
other
county
or
country
,
it
is
as
true
as
any
thing
in
this
book
,
that
he
was
a
resident
still
,
a
lease-holder
of
Aunt
Green
's
house
,
long
after
the
dénouement
of
this
story
;
in
many
things
an
altered
man
,
but
still
identical
in
one
;
the
unchangeable
resolve
(
though
never
to
be
executed
)
of
leaving
Burleigh
at
farthest
by
next
Michaelmas
.
Most
folks
who
talk
much
,
do
little
;
and
taciturn
as
the
general
now
is
,
and
has
been
ever
throughout
life
,
it
will
surprise
nobody
who
has
learned
from
hard
experience
how
silly
and
harmful
a
thing
is
secresy
(
exceptionables
excepted
)
,
to
find
that
he
grew
to
be
a
garrulous
old
man
,
gossipping
for
ever
of
past
,
present
,
future
,
and
,
not
least
,
about
his
deeds
at
Puttymuddyfudgepoor
.
General
Tracy
is
by
this
time
awake
again
;
if
ever
indeed
he
slept
on
that
uncomfortable
shakedown
;
and
,
after
Mr.
Saunders
and
the
razor-strop
,
has
greeted
brightly-beaming
Emily
with
more
than
usual
tenderness
.
Her
account
of
the
transaction
made
his
very
blood
boil
;
especially
as
her
pretty
pouting
lips
were
lacerated
cruelly
inside
:
that
rude
blow
on
the
mouth
had
almost
driven
the
teeth
through
them
.
How
confidingly
she
told
her
artless
tale
;
how
gently
did
her
fond
protector
kiss
that
poor
pale
cheek
;
and
how
sternly
did
he
vow
full
vengeance
on
the
caitiff
!
Not
even
Emily
's
intercession
could
avail
to
turn
his
wrath
aside
.
He
could
hardly
help
flying
off
at
once
to
do
something
dreadful
;
but
common
courtesy
to
all
the
Tamworth
family
obliged
him
to
defer
for
an
hour
all
the
terrible
things
he
meant
to
do
.
So
he
began
to
bolt
his
breakfast
fiercely
as
a
cannibal
,
and
saluted
Lady
Tamworth
and
her
daughters
with
such
savage
looks
,
that
the
captain
considerately
suggested
:
"
Here
,
general
,
"
(
handing
him
a
most
formidable
carving-knife
,
)
"
charge
that
boar
's
head
,
grinning
defiance
at
us
on
the
side-board
;
it
will
do
you
good
to
hew
his
brawny
neck
.
My
mother
,
I
am
sure
,
for
one
,
will
thank
you
to
do
the
honours
there
instead
of
me
.
Is
n't
it
a
comfort
now
,
to
know
that
I
broke
the
handle
of
my
hunting-whip
across
the
fellow
's
back
,
and
wore
all
the
whip-cord
into
skeins
.
Come
,
I
say
,
general
,
do
n't
eat
us
all
round
;
and
pray
have
mercy
on
that
poor
,
flogged
,
miserable
sinner
.
"
This
banter
did
him
good
,
especially
as
he
saw
Emily
smiling
;
so
he
relaxed
his
knit
brow
,
condescended
to
look
less
like
Giant
Blunderbore
,
soon
became
marvellous
chatty
,
and
ate
up
two
French
rolls
,
an
egg
,
some
anchovies
,
a
round
of
toast
,
and
a
mighty
slice
of
brawn
;
these
,
washed
down
with
a
couple
of
cups
of
tea
,
soothed
him
into
something
like
complacency
.
CHAPTER
XIX
.
JULIAN
'S
DEPARTURE
.
Long
before
the
general
got
home
,
still
in
exalted
dudgeon
(
indeed
soon
after
the
general
had
left
home
over
night
)
,
the
bird
had
flown
;
for
the
better
part
of
valour
suggested
to
our
evil
hero
,
that
it
would
be
discreet
to
render
himself
a
scarce
commodity
for
a
season
;
and
as
soon
as
ever
his
mother
had
run
up
to
his
room-door
to
tell
him
of
his
danger
,
when
her
lord
was
cross-questioning
the
butler
,
he
resolved
upon
instant
flight
.
Accordingly
,
though
sore
and
stiff
,
he
hurried
up
,
dressed
again
,
watched
his
father
out
,
and
tumbling
over
Mrs.
Tracy
,
who
was
sobbing
on
the
stairs
,
ran
for
one
moment
to
the
general
's
room
;
there
he
seized
a
well-remembered
cash-box
,
and
instinctively
possessed
himself
of
those
new
,
neat
,
double-barrelled
pistols
:
a
bully
never
goes
unarmed
.
These
brief
arrangements
made
,
off
he
set
,
before
his
father
could
have
time
to
return
from
Pacton
Square
.
Therefore
,
when
the
general
called
,
we
need
not
marvel
that
he
found
him
not
;
no
one
but
the
foolish
mother
(
so
neglected
of
her
son
,
yet
still
excusing
him
)
stood
by
to
meet
his
wrath
.
He
would
not
waste
it
on
her
;
so
long
as
Julian
was
gone
,
his
errand
seemed
accomplished
;
for
all
he
came
to
do
was
to
expel
him
from
the
house
.
So
,
as
far
as
regarded
Mrs.
Tracy
,
her
husband
,
wotting
well
how
much
she
was
to
blame
,
merely
commanded
her
to
change
her
sleeping-room
,
and
occupy
Mr.
Julian
's
in
future
.
The
silly
woman
was
even
glad
to
do
it
;
and
comforted
herself
from
time
to
time
with
prying
into
her
own
boy
's
exemplary
manuscripts
,
memoranda
of
moralities
,
and
so
forth
;
with
weeping
,
like
Lady
Constance
,
over
his
empty
"
unpuffed
"
clothes
;
with
reading
ever
and
anon
his
choice
collection
of
standard
works
,
among
which
'
Don
Juan
'
and
Mr.
Thomas
Paine
were
by
far
the
most
presentable
;
and
with
tasting
,
till
it
grew
to
be
a
habit
,
his
private
store
of
spirituous
liquors
.
Thus
did
she
mourn
many
days
for
long-lost
Julian
.
I
am
quite
aware
what
became
of
him
.
The
wretched
youth
,
mad
for
Emily
's
love
,
and
tortured
by
the
tyranny
of
passion
,
had
nothing
else
to
live
for
or
to
die
for
.
He
accordingly
took
refuge
in
the
hovel
of
a
smuggler
,
an
old
friend
of
his
,
not
many
miles
away
,
disguised
himself
in
fisherman
's
costume
,
and
bode
his
opportunity
.
Beauteous
girl
!
how
often
have
I
watched
thee
with
straining
eyes
and
aching
heart
,
as
thou
wentest
on
thy
summer
's
walk
so
oftentimes
to
Oxton
,
there
to
exercise
thy
bountiful
benevolence
in
comforting
the
sick
,
gladdening
the
wretched
,
and
lingering
,
with
love
's
own
look
,
in
Charles
's
village
school
;
how
often
have
I
prayed
,
that
guardian
angels
might
be
about
thy
path
as
about
thy
bed
!
For
the
prowling
tiger
was
on
thy
track
,
poor
innocent
one
,
and
many
,
many
times
nothing
but
one
of
God
's
seeming
accidents
hath
saved
thee
.
Who
was
that
strange
man
so
often
in
the
way
?
At
one
time
a
wounded
Spanish
legionist
,
with
head
bound
up
;
at
another
,
an
old
beggar
upon
crutches
;
at
another
,
a
floury
miller
with
a
donkey
and
a
sack
;
at
another
,
a
black
looking
man
,
in
slouching
sailor
's
hat
and
fishing-boots
?
Fair
,
pure
creature
!
thou
hast
often
dropped
a
shilling
in
that
beggar
's
hand
,
and
pitied
that
poor
maimed
soldier
;
once
,
too
,
a
huge
gipsy
woman
would
have
had
thee
step
aside
,
and
hear
thy
fortunes
.
Heaven
guarded
thee
then
,
sweet
Emily
;
for
both
girl
and
lover
though
thou
art
,
thou
would'st
not
listen
to
the
serpent
's
voice
,
however
fair
might
be
the
promises
.
And
Heaven
guarded
thee
ever
,
bidding
some
one
pass
along
the
path
just
as
the
ruffian
might
have
gagged
thy
smiling
mouth
,
and
hurried
thee
away
amongst
his
fellows
;
and
more
than
once
,
especially
,
those
school
children
,
bursting
out
of
Charles
's
school
at
dusk
,
have
unconsciously
escorted
thee
in
safety
from
the
perils
of
that
tiger
on
thy
track
.
CHAPTER
XX
.
ENLIGHTENMENT
.
The
general
could
not
now
be
kept
in
ignorance
of
Charles
's
expedition
;
in
fact
,
he
had
found
his
heart
,
and
began
resolutely
to
use
it
.
So
,
the
very
day
on
which
he
had
lost
Julian
,
he
intended
very
eagerly
to
seek
out
Charles
;
for
the
Oxford
search
had
failed
,
and
no
wonder
.
Now
,
though
Emily
had
told
,
as
we
well
know
,
to
both
mother
and
son
her
secret
,
the
father
was
not
likely
to
be
any
the
wiser
;
for
he
now
never
spoke
to
his
wife
,
and
could
not
well
speak
to
his
son
.
However
,
one
day
,
an
hour
after
an
overland
letter
,
a
very
exhilarating
one
,
dated
Madras
,
whereof
we
shall
hear
anon
,
fair
Emily
,
in
the
fullness
of
her
heart
,
could
not
help
saying
,
"
Dearest
sir
,
you
are
often
thinking
of
poor
lost
Charles
,
I
know
;
and
you
are
very
anxious
about
him
too
,
though
nobody
but
myself
,
who
am
always
with
you
,
can
perceive
it
:
what
if
you
heard
he
was
safe
and
well
?
"
"
Have
you
heard
any
tidings
of
my
poor
boy
,
Emmy
?
"
She
looked
up
archly
,
and
said
,
"
Why
not
?
"
her
beautiful
eyes
adding
,
as
plainly
as
eyes
could
speak
,
"
I
love
him
,
and
you
know
it
;
of
course
I
have
heard
frequently
from
dear
,
dear
Charles
.
"
But
the
guardian
met
her
looks
with
a
keen
and
chilling
answer
:
"
Why
not
!
why
not
!
Does
he
dare
to
write
to
you
,
and
you
to
love
him
?
Oh
,
that
I
had
told
them
both
a
year
ago
!
But
where
is
he
now
,
child
?
Do
n't
cry
,
I
will
not
speak
so
angrily
again
,
my
Emmy
.
"
"
I
hardly
dare
to
tell
you
,
dearest
sir
:
you
have
always
been
as
a
father
to
me
,
and
I
never
knew
any
other
;
but
there
are
things
I
cannot
explain
to
myself
,
and
I
was
very
wretched
;
and
so
,
kind
guardian
,
Charles
—
Charles
was
so
good
—
"
"
What
has
he
done
?
—
where
has
he
gone
?
"
hastily
asked
his
father
.
"
Oh
,
do
n't
,
do
n't
be
angry
with
us
;
in
a
word
,
he
is
gone
to
Madras
,
to
find
out
Nurse
Mackie
,
and
to
tell
me
who
I
am
.
"
The
poor
old
man
,
who
had
treasured
up
so
long
some
mystery
,
probably
a
very
diaphanous
one
,
for
Emily
's
own
dear
sake
in
the
world
's
esteem
,
and
from
the
long
bad
habit
of
reserve
,
fell
back
into
his
chair
as
if
he
had
been
shot
;
but
he
did
not
faint
,
nor
gasp
,
nor
utter
a
sound
;
he
only
looked
at
her
so
long
and
sorrowfully
,
that
she
ran
to
him
,
and
covered
his
pale
face
with
her
own
brown
curls
,
kissing
him
,
and
wiping
from
his
cheek
her
starting
tears
.
"
Emmy
,
dear
—
I
can
tell
you
—
and
I
—
no
,
no
,
not
now
,
not
now
;
if
he
comes
back
—
then
—
then
;
poor
children
!
Oh
,
the
sin
of
secresy
!
"
"
But
,
dearest
sir
,
do
not
be
so
sad
;
Charles
has
happy
news
,
he
says
.
"
"
Happy
,
child
?
Good
Heaven
!
would
it
could
be
so
!
"
"
Indeed
,
indeed
,
a
week
ago
he
was
as
miserable
as
any
could
be
,
and
so
was
I
;
for
he
heard
something
terrible
about
me
—
I
do
n't
know
what
—
but
I
feared
I
was
a
—
Pariah
!
However
,
now
he
is
all
joy
,
and
coming
home
again
as
soon
as
possible
.
"
The
general
shook
,
his
head
mournfully
,
as
physicians
do
when
hope
is
gone
;
but
still
he
looked
perplexed
and
thoughtful
.
"
You
will
show
me
the
letters
,
dear
,
I
dare
say
:
but
I
do
not
command
you
,
Emmy
;
do
as
you
like
.
"
"
Certainly
,
my
own
kindest
guardian
—
all
,
all
,
and
instantly
.
"
And
flying
up
to
her
room
,
she
returned
with
as
much
closely-written
manuscript
as
would
have
taken
any
but
a
lover
's
eye
a
full
week
to
decipher
.
The
general
,
not
much
given
to
literary
matters
,
looked
quite
scared
at
such
a
prospect
.
"
Wait
,
Emmy
;
not
all
,
not
all
;
show
me
the
last
.
"
I
dare
say
Emily
will
forgive
me
if
I
get
it
set
up
legibly
in
print
.
May
I
,
dear
?
CHAPTER
XXI
.
CHARLES
AT
MADRAS
.
Luckily
enough
for
all
mankind
in
general
,
and
our
lovers
in
particular
,
Charles
's
last
letter
was
very
unlike
some
that
had
preceded
it
;
for
instead
of
the
usual
"
Oh
,
my
love
"
'
s
,
"
sweet
,
sweet
eyes
,
"
"
darling
"
'
s
,
and
all
manner
of
such
chicken-hearted
nonsense
,
it
was
positively
sensible
,
rational
,
not
to
say
utilitarian
:
though
I
must
acknowledge
that
here
and
there
it
degenerates
into
the
affectionate
,
or
Stromboli-vein
of
letter-writing
,
at
opening
especially
;
and
really
now
and
then
I
shall
take
leave
to
indicate
omitted
inflammations
by
a
*
.
"
Dearest
,
Dearest
Emmy
,
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
[
and
so
forth
,
a
very
galaxy
of
stars
to
the
bottom
of
this
page
;
enough
to
put
the
compositor
out
of
his
terrestrial
senses
.
]
"
You
see
I
have
recovered
my
spirits
,
dearest
,
and
am
not
now
afraid
to
tell
you
how
I
love
you
.
Oh
,
that
detestable
Captain
Forbes
!
let
him
not
cross
my
path
,
gossiping
blockhead
!
on
pain
of
carrying
about
'
til
deth
,
'
in
the
middle
of
his
face
,
a
nose
two
inches
longer
.
I
heartily
wish
I
had
never
listened
for
an
instant
to
such
vile
insinuations
;
and
when
I
look
at
this
red
right
hand
of
mine
,
that
dared
to
pen
the
trash
in
that
black
postscript
,
I
look
at
it
as
Cranmer
did
,
and
(
but
that
it
is
yours
,
Emmy
,
not
mine
)
,
could
wish
it
burnt
.
But
no
fears
now
,
my
girl
,
huzza
,
huzza
!
I
believe
every
one
about
me
thinks
me
daft
;
and
so
I
am
for
very
joyfulness
;
notwithstanding
,
let
me
be
didactic
,
or
you
will
say
so
too
.
I
really
will
endeavour
to
rein
in
,
and
go
along
in
the
regular
hackney
trot
,
that
you
may
partly
comprehend
me
.
Well
,
then
,
here
goes
;
try
your
paces
,
Dobbin
.
"
On
the
morning
of
Sunday
,
April
11th
,
1842
,
the
good
ship
Elphinston
—
(
that
's
the
way
to
begin
,
I
suppose
,
as
per
ledger
,
log-book
,
and
midshipman
's
epistles
to
mamma
)
—
in
fact
,
dear
,
we
cast
anchor
just
outside
a
furious
wall
of
surf
,
which
makes
Madras
a
very
formidable
place
for
landing
;
and
every
one
who
dares
to
do
so
certain
of
a
watering
.
There
lay
the
city
,
most
invitingly
to
storm-tost
tars
,
with
its
white
palaces
,
green
groves
,
and
yellow
belt
of
sand
,
blue
hills
in
the
distance
,
and
all
else
coleur
de
rose
.
But
—
