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"If you have nothing more to say," he smiled, "neither have I. Good-bye." He bowed slightly, and Woodward found himself passing before him in silence and some confusion. He stood for a moment in the hall and, having stammered his way to a cold "Good-afternoon," he put on his hat and went out. Jasper returned to the empty drawing-room and began his weaving march.
It was enough for her to know, that this terrible misfortune had come upon him, to him who, to her young fancy, was so bright, so good, so clever, so excellent, upon him who had saved her life upon him whom she so dearly loved. 'Oh, mamma! oh, mamma! she said, and then in agony she shut her eyes and shuddered violently. Mrs. Woodward was greatly afflicted.
On the sixth they arrived at a bay where they saw a party of the Malays fishing. Here Captain Woodward found some yellowish berries which were to him quite palatable, but his men not liking them eat some of the leaves. On the next day they concluded to make a raft and go to the small island on which they first landed, thinking that they might be taken off from it by some ship passing that way.
After much consideration on the matter, Mrs. Woodward determined that she should ask Charley down to the Cottage. In the first place, she felt bitterly her apparent ingratitude to him.
She could not, however, think of treating him with anything bordering on disrespect, especially in her own house, and she, consequently, was about to say something merely calculated to pass the time. In this, however, she was anticipated by Woodward, who, as he had his suspicions of O'Connor, resolved to sound her on the subject.
'Alaric is certainly very busy, but I think he should go to church all the same, said Harry, who himself never omitted divine worship. 'But surely this is a work of necessity? said Linda. 'Fiddle-de-de, said Mrs. Woodward; 'I hate affectation, my dear. It's very grand, I dare say, for a young man's services to be in such request that he cannot find time to say his prayers.
Woodward, adding some suggestion as to its cause. "Expectant attention," was Woodward's reply. I found in the basement of the house an apparatus which had been brought over by a Mr. Jennings from Baltimore, which was designed to cool the air of dairies or apartments. It consisted of an iron box, two or three feet square, and some five feet long.
'I thought you were asleep, love, said she. 'No, mamma, I was not asleep. I was thinking of something. Don't go away, mamma, just now. I want to ask you something. Mrs. Woodward again sat down, and taking her daughter's hand in her own, caressed it. 'I want to ask a favour of you, mamma, said Katie. 'A favour, my darling! what is it? you know I will do anything in my power that you ask me.
You will now understand what I felt yesterday when you made me acquainted with your pure and virtuous attachment to such a man; what shall I say," he added, rising, and walking indignantly through the room, "to such a profligate?" "Mr. Woodward," replied Alice, "I can scarcely believe that; you must have been imposed on by some enemy of his. Depend upon it you are.
"I think, Fer Stumpy, I know a little more about you than you do about me." Bitter hatred spread itself over the tramp's face. "Oh, ho, you do, do you? Well, we'll see. 'Them laughs best as laughs last. If you won't pay, I'm off." He rose to his feet and reached for his hat, Mr. Woodward intercepted him. "Where are you going?" "That's my business.
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