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Soon his errand was announced. Bennie had the usual answer, and that was, that nothing whatever had been heard of any drifting boat. But he listened with intense interest to Captain Corbet's story, and made him tell it over and over again, down to the smallest particular. He also questioned all the boys very closely. After the questioning was over, he sat in silence for a long time.
Whatever came to pass, Ralph's love would still be hers; nor was he unwarned of what might come to pass in some dread future day. Day by day Mr. Corbet's spirits flagged.
Corbet's gentle voice asked, in great curiosity, where Ellenor was going at this time of night. "To Les Brandons, on Pleinmont," said Jean bluntly. "We didn't like it. But as for me, I've not got the heart to refuse her nothing, since we nearly lost her with the small-pox poor child!" The women echoed his deep sigh: and Perrin said quickly, "Look here! I'm off to Les Brandons too!
Corbet's face became deadly pale as he spoke, and his voice grew, by degrees, hollow and husky; yet he was both calm and cool, as far, at least, as human observation could form a conjecture. "Of course I do; it was a painful business; but the girl was a fool for losing her senses." "Hear me, Sir Thomas.
Corbet's departure; but the August evening was still and calm, and put her passionate grief to shame, hushing her up, as it were, with the other young creatures, who were being soothed to rest by the serene time of day, and the subdued light of the twilight sky.
So, too, as a consequence, it came to pass that great ladies employed her; and often the narrow spiral staircase of Corbet's Land was brushed on either side by the huge masses of quilted and emblazoned silk that, enveloping the belles of the day, were with difficulty forced up to and down from the small room of the industrious Mysie.
Corbet's countenance, in addition to a careworn look, and a consequent increase of emaciation, presented a very difficult study to the physiognomist, a study not unobserved! by the priest himself.
Then she told him of Perrin and the smuggling; and he called her a clever garce for stopping Corbet's mouth. He was in the gayest and most fascinating of moods, and Ellenor was in a heaven of joy, for his caresses and words had never before been so tender. It was late before they parted. He could not see her again for a few days, he explained, as he had special business on hand.
RICHARD CORBET'S Poems, Edition 1815, p. 193. This is the Highland patronymic of the late gallant Chief of Glengarry. The allusion in the text is to an unnecessary alarm taken by some lady, at the ceremonial of the coronation of George IV., at the sight of the pistols which the Chief wore as a part of his Highland dress. The circumstance produced some confusion, which was talked of at the time.
There have been many great hounds; but there must be the greatest of the great, and the following twelve hounds are probably the best England has ever seen: Mr. Corbet's Trojan , Lord Middleton's Vanguard , Mr. Osbaldeston's Furrier , Lord Henry Bentinck's Contest , Lord FitzHardinge's Cromwell , Mr.
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