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They went up, hand in hand, and often looked askant upon the road. When they got to the Hall, they asked to see Mr. Raby. After some demur they were admitted to his presence, and found him alone, so far as they could judge by the naked eye; but, as they arrived there charged to the muzzle with superstition, the room presented to their minds some appearances at variance with this seeming solitude.
Hayes when Priscilla paused, "I expected you to say something of this kind. I knew you could not but feel the immense, the immeasurable change. But why do you speak in that complaining voice, Priscilla?" Prissies' eyes were raised to his. "Because Aunt Raby is ill, and it is wicked of me to forget her. It is mean and cowardly. I hate myself for it." Mr. Hayes looked puzzled for a moment.
The fact is, my boy, both officers and men know that no one can shirk their work, so it comes easy to all, and we have more leave and less punishment than nearly any other vessel on the station. "But, I say, Jack Raby, is it true, that he makes the midshipmen do the duty of topmen?" asked the youngest of the two. "I believe you, my boy," answered Jack Raby.
Then, ignoring the dinner-table altogether, she pulled her host away to the tree, and stood before it, with clasped hands. "Oh, how beautiful!" Mr. Raby was gratified. "So then our forefathers were not quite such fools as some people say." "They were angels, they were ducks. It is beautiful, it is divine." Mr. Raby looked at the glowing cheek, and deep, sparkling, sapphire eye.
"There is plenty to do in the world," she said to herself. "I've got a good many years' work left in me yet: the thing is how to get at it." For many weeks she had revolved the matter hopelessly, till one day, as she was rowing with Raby on the lake, she heard a whistle of a steam-engine on the Springton side of the lake. In that second, her whole plan flashed upon her brain.
One of her ancestors saved a Raby's life in battle, another saved a Raby in a foaming flood; and I couldn't save her in a dead pool! She is the last of that loyal race, and I'm the last Raby. Farewell, Dence! Farewell, Raby!" While he bemoaned her thus, and his tears actually dripped upon her pale face, Amboyne detected a slight quivering in the drowned woman's throat. "Hush?" said he to Raby.
At last the servant returned from "The Colley Dog," with the alarming tidings that Miss Carden and Mr. Coventry had gone up the hill, and never returned. This, however, was hardly news. The Gabriel hounds always ran before calamity. At about eleven o'clock, there being still no news of them, Jael Dence came to Mr. Raby wringing her hands. "Why do all the men go east for them?"
Perhaps she might have replied to them, but Raby came down, and ordered her to her apartment. She took a step or two in that direction, but presently drew back and would not move. "The women-folk! They'll see me on the stair, this figure." "Not they. They are all in bed." "Are they so? Then please let me go to the kitchen for a dry cloth or two." "What to do?" "To dry the rug a bit.
Aunt Raby stretched out her hand, and, taking up a fold of the cashmere, she rubbed it softly between her finger and thumb. "It's as fine as velvet," she said, "and I put strong work into it, too. It isn't a bit worn, is it, Prissie?" "No, Aunt Raby, except just round the tail. I got it very wet one day and the color went a trifle, but nothing to signify."
'Maybe it is because the Nevils of Raby are Borderers, she added, smiling; and, as Alice likewise smiled and blushed, 'Now, if it were not for this madness, I could like the youth. I would fain have had him for a brother that I could take care of. 'But what will you do, Esclairmonde? 'Trust, said she, sighing.
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