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"Why, Cecil Mayford!" said Sam, "How do you do? Charley, how are you? Just in time for lunch. Come in." Jim was walking round and round Cecil without speaking a word. At last the latter said, "How do YOU do, James Brentwood?" "How do your breeches do, Cecil?" answered Jim; "that is a much more important question, By-the-bye, let me introduce you to Mr. Halbert.
Perhaps he would have raised the death-cry of his tribe over him, and burnt himself with fire, as their custom is; but he was too terrified at seeing so many of the lordly white race prostrated by one another's hands. He stood and trembled, and then, almost in a whisper, began to call for Mrs. Mayford. "Missis!" he said, "Miss Ellen! All pull away, bushranger chaps. Make a light, good Missis.
His mother was a widow, who owned the station next down the river from the Buckleys', distant about five miles, and which, since the death of her husband, Doctor Mayford, she had managed with the assistance of an overseer. She had, besides Cecil, a little daughter of great beauty. Also, I must here mention that the next station below Mrs.
But here was Cecil Mayford thrusting between them with a lit candle just at the wrong moment; and she gave him such a sweet smile, and such kind thanks, that Sam felt nearly as miserable as ever. And next morning everything went wrong again.
Here was the basis of a new tale, Ode, Epic, Saga, or what you may please to call it, which he Burnside, the bard, should sing at each fireside throughout the land. "And how are Mrs. and Miss Mayford, poor souls!" he asked. "They're as well," answered the groom, "as you'd expect folks to be after such a mishap.
Cecil Mayford saw, with his well-accustomed eye, that matters were getting perilous, and placed himself at the rails, holding one ready to slip if the beasts should break. In a moment, how or why none could tell, they made a sudden rush: Jim was borne back, dealing blows about him like a Paladin, and Sam was down, rolled over and over in the dust, just at Alice's feet.
Mayford and Ellen?" "They have escaped! they are not to be found. They have hidden away somewhere." They crossed the river, and dismounting, they led the tired horse up the steep slope of turf that surrounded a little castellated tor of bluestone.
"Well, sir!" he said; "the boy seemed to think Mrs. and Miss Mayford had escaped. But you mustn't trust what he says, sir." "You are deceiving me," said Charles. "There is something you are hiding from me, I shall go down there this minute, and see." "You will do nothing of the kind, sir," said Mrs. Buckley, coming into the doorway and confronting him; "your place is with Captain Desborough.
"By-the-bye," said Sam, "Ellen Mayford was to have come home from Sydney the same time as Alice Brentwood, or thereabouts. Pray, is she come?" "Oh, yes!" said Charles; "she is come this fortnight, or more." "What sort of a girl has she grown to be?" "Well, I call her an uncommonly pretty girl. A very nice girl indeed, I should say. Have you heard the news from the north?" "No!" "Bushrangers!
Charley Hawker went off with him too, and spent a few hours with Ellen Mayford, much to his satisfaction, but came in again at night, as his mother had prayed of him not to leave the Major's till he had seen her again. That night the Major proposed punch, and, after Mrs.
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