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Fanshaw left the room, recollected her pretty netting-box, and asked Lady N whether she knew any thing of the little boy by whom it was made. Her ladyship gave such an interesting account of him, that Matilda determined to have her share in relieving his distress.
Harcourt happened to mention the globe that Isabella was painting: Miss Fanshaw begged to see it, and she went into Mrs. Harcourt's dressing-room, where it hung. The moment she found herself with Isabella and Matilda, out of company, the silent figure became talkative. The charm seemed to be broken, or rather reversed, and she began to chatter with pert incessant rapidity.
"When did your friend the Admiral tell you this family history?" asked Father Brown, as the girl in the canoe paddled off, without showing the least intention of extending her interest from the tower to the yacht, which Fanshaw had already caused to lie alongside the island. "Many years ago," replied Fanshaw; "he hasn't been to sea for some time now, though he is as keen on it as ever.
Among other things told my Lady how my Lady Fanshaw is fallen out with her only for speaking in behalf of the French, which my Lady wonders at, they having been formerly like sisters, but we see there is no true lasting friendship in the world. Thence to my house, where I took great pride to lead her through the Court by the hand, she being very fine, and her page carrying up her train.
Fanshaw, however, said that she had bought the box at the Repository for ingenious works, and that the reason she chose it was because Lady N had recommended it to her. "It is some kind of new manufacture, her ladyship tells me, invented by some poor little boy that she patronizes; her ladyship can tell you more of the matter, Miss Matilda, than I can," concluded Mrs.
"The sign of the flaming tower," said Father Brown, and sent the driving water from his hose into the heart of the red patch. "Lucky we hadn't gone to bed!" ejaculated Fanshaw. "I suppose it can't spread to the house." "You may remember," said the priest quietly, "that the wooden fence that might have carried it was cut away."
Indeed, it was commonly said that whenever one of Scotty's fights was investigated, it always turned out that it had originally been no affair of his, but that out of native good-heartedness he had dropped in of his own accord to help the man who was getting the worst of it. He and Buck Fanshaw were bosom friends, for years, and had often taken adventurous "pot-luck" together.
Do you hear me? A spider and a broom!" Ezekiel's merry eyes met the anxious ones with a twinkle. "Who'd have thought it!" he responded. "Now then, Zeke," anxiously, "it's my responsibility. I recommended you. I want you should say 'em off as glib as Fanshaw did. Now then, which is which?" "Mother, didn't you tell me that the late lamented was not a prohibitionist?"
"Ah," replied the sceptical traveller, "but you don't know how much of the old legend may have been made up from the old figures. Besides, it isn't the only old legend. Fanshaw, here, who is fond of such things, will tell you there are other versions of the tale, and much more horrible ones.
Isabella was struck with sudden admiration at the sight of a head of Jupiter which Miss Fanshaw had just finished, and Mrs. Harcourt borrowed it for her to copy; though Miss Fanshaw was secretly but decidedly of opinion, that no one who had not learned from the drawing-master at Suxberry House could copy this head of Jupiter with any chance of success.
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