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A faint smile, full of peace, settled upon his poet's face, but he answered never a word. There was a stir at the door. John Allan looked toward it. His wife stood there drying her eyes. He turned to the boy again. "Go with your mother and get your supper," he commanded. "I don't want it," was the reply.
To this harangue I made no reply; but, touching my hat, quitted the cabin. I felt so much contempt for the man that I was afraid to speak, lest I should commit myself. The captain shortly after quitted the ship, telling the first lieutenant that I had permission to go on shore.
'O! That's all right! said the honest Carrier. 'I was afraid, from the look of your face, that I had gone rambling on so long, as to set you thinking about something else. I was very near it, I'll be bound. Dot making no reply, they jogged on, for some little time, in silence.
The reply to the first point, which was the same to all, ran thus: "Since you have declared, that you will have no lords for protectors, save God and the city of Zurich, it needs no answer and is clear of itself, that we will have one God, and My Lords are only your natural lords and superiors in temporal affairs, for they have not obtained dominion over you by any kind of tyranny or warlike power, but bought it freely and with ready money.
"Before I came here, I thought I had supplied myself with a good stock of courage, but you see I have no longer my fine composure of a minute ago. But I have still something to tell you, and the most important of all. Jean, listen to me well; I do not wish for a reply torn from your emotion; I know that you love me.
"Seventeen, sir," was the reply. "It is the most lasting passion," he said, musing. It seemed to me then, and I still think it, that the passion he meant was love of country. A moment afterwards I heard him recite to the officers about him, in a low clear tone, some verses by Mr. Gray, the poet, which I had never then read, though I have prized them since.
"Hands 'bout ship!" roared the mate, in response to the captain's implied wish; and, immediately, there was much running to and fro on the decks, and a yelling out of orders and hoarse "aye ayes" in reply a striking difference to the quiet that had reigned a moment or two before, when the ship was slipping along through the water with the wind on her quarter, never a sail having to be shifted or a rope pulled, and only the man at the wheel for the time being having anything to do out of the thirty odd hands on board.
"That was all his reply to you; to me, however, he vouchsafed a caution still more obliging. 'Hark ye, friend, said he, for every German bandit found in Rome after tomorrow, our welcome will be cord and gibbet! Begone." "Enough! enough!" cried Montreal, colouring with rage and shame.
Dunn did not reply, but, buttoning his coat, placed one hand on his companion's shoulder, and sullenly bade him "lead the way." Advancing slowly and with difficulty, the desperate man might have been taken for a peaceful invalid returning from an early morning stroll. His right hand was buried thoughtfully in the side-pocket of his coat. Only Brace knew that it rested on the handle of his pistol.
I could not think of such a measure, without calling upon you, the very first person, to solicit the honour of your vote." Mr. Combermere looked pleased, and prepared to reply. "You are the very first person I called upon," repeated I. Mr. Combermere smiled. "Well, Mr. Pelham," said he, "our families have long been on the most intimate footing."
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