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The next morning brought Captain Hillyer himself on board, and a long conversation ensued on the war and various kindred topics, the English Captain leaving behind him a most agreeable impression.
I am cabining with a young fellow named "Sammy" Hillyer, about twenty-five, the only son of his mother like me and loves her dearly, and writes to her every week part of which is like me.
Something in the look of him caused Claire to clutch a post of the veranda for support. "Where's Marion?" she cried. "She's all right," replied Hillyer, as he mounted the steps. "That is, nothing has happened to her. But there's been an accident." He hesitated. "Who is this Philip Haig?" "Haig? What about Haig?" demanded Huntington. "He's been hurt. A horse threw him."
"Stop, Robert!" she cried. "You're making it harder for both of us." "Harder for both of us?" he repeated slowly. "Yes." There was a moment's silence. Hillyer, while he spoke, had half-consciously stopped the automobile, which stood now, humming softly, in the middle of the road that stretched white and empty ahead of them and behind them.
Marion has made up her mind, and I assure you Please get the things she asks for, Mrs. Huntington." "You don't mean you're going to take them!" shouted Huntington. "Certainly. She's asked for them." "And you're going to let her stay there with him?" Hillyer smiled.
On one occasion, in talking about this to my staff officers, all of whom were civilians without any military education whatever, I said that I would give anything if I were commanding a brigade of cavalry in the Army of the Potomac and I believed I could do some good. Captain Hillyer spoke up and suggested that I make application to be transferred there to command the cavalry.
"Then you must forgive him; he has such a temper!" "I'm sorry we had any misunderstanding," Hillyer was able to say sincerely. "I'll talk it over with him later." "Please!" urged Claire. "But I must go now. Those things for Marion, please." "I'll have them ready in a minute. And I've only to slip on another dress, and " "But you don't mean You're not going?"
"What do you mean?" demanded Huntington uneasily. "Marion's going to nurse Haig. There's no way any of us can stop her. She's our cousin and guest, and we've got to show it. If they want to talk, we'll give them something to talk about. I'll go and nurse Haig too!" Dead silence. "Ah!" cried Hillyer. "You'll not!" roared Huntington.
Hillyer stopped the machine, and cut off the power. But the pony's suspicions had been thoroughly aroused, and the sudden silence seemed to him more portentous than even the noise of the motor. Smythe thereupon had his work cut out for him, but he would not compromise either by dismounting, or by turning and riding away.
Here have been half the gentlemen in the Court after you, and my Lord of Buckingham sent twice for you since Sunday, and once for Tibble Steelman, and his squire swore that if you were not at his bidding before noon to-morrow, he would have his new suit of Master Hillyer of the Eagle." "He shall see me when it suiteth me," said Mr Headley coolly.
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