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No sooner is Thurnall released, than he is off to the yacht as fast as oars can take him, and in Claude's arms. "Now!" And Tom was presented to a tall and thin personage, who sat at the cabin table, bending over a microscope. "Excuse my rising," said he, holding out a left hand, for the right was busy. "A single jar will give me ten minutes' work to do again.
It was certainly not that of a conscious villain: but he only replied sneeringly, "And pray what may give Mr. Thurnall the right to consider himself the destined avenger of this frail beauty's wrongs?" "I will tell you that after we have fought; and somewhat more. Meanwhile, that expression, 'frail beauty, is a fresh offence, for which I should certainly cane you, if she were not in the house."
"Never mind the doctor, daresay he's asleep after dinner: do him good!" says the Viscount, hitting the mark with a random shot; and thereby raising his repute for sagacity immensely with his audience, who laugh outright. "Ah! Is it so, then? But Mr. Thurnall, I think you said? I am glad to make your acquaintance, sir.
In the other lived Edward Thurnall, esquire, doctor of medicine, and consulting physician of all the countryside. These two men were as brothers, both were honest and kind-hearted men. Dr. Thurnall was sitting in his study, settled to his microscope, one beautiful October morning, and his son Tom stood gazing out of the bay window.
Mary loved her wanted to call her sister; but Grace drew back lovingly, but humbly, from all advances; for she had divined Mary's secret with the quick eye of a woman. She saw how Mary grew daily paler, sadder. Be it so; Mary had a right to him, and she had none. And where was Tom Thurnall all the while? No man could tell.
"I am aware of no matters on which I am inclined to be explicit with Mr. Thurnall, or on which Mr. Thurnall has a right to be explicit with me." "I am, then," quoth Tom, his suspicion increasing in turn. "Do you wish, sir, to have a scene before this waiter and the whole house, or will you be so kind as to walk outside with me?"
I cannot face her again; let her forget me, and find a husband who will and be a father to the children whom I neglected! Oh, my darlings, my darlings! If I could but see you once again: but no! you too would ask me where I had been so long. You too would ask me your innocent faces at least would why I had killed your little brother! Let me weep it out, Thurnall; let me face it all!
As they came in, the maid came in also. "Mr. Thurnall wished to speak to Major Campbell." Campbell went out, and returned in two minutes somewhat hurriedly. "Mr. Thurnall wishes Lord Scoutbush to be informed at once, and I think it is better that you should all know it that it is a painful surprise: but there is a man ill in the street, whose symptoms he does not like, he says."
And Tom hurried into his rooms, and found Elsley still sleeping. He set to work, packing and arranging, for with him every moment found its business: and presently heard his patient call faintly from the next room. "Thurnall!" said he; "I have been a long journey. I have been to Whitbury once more, and followed my father about his garden, and sat upon my mother's knee.
Elsley looked up in his face with a puzzled piteous expression. "Do you know, Thurnall, I fancy at moments that my mind is not what it was. Fancies flit from me as quickly as they come. I had twenty verses five minutes ago, and now I cannot recollect one." "No wonder," thought Tom to himself. "My clear fellow, recollect all that you have suffered with this neuralgia.
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