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Whitfield. No. 2. No. 3 is still more curious; and has deserved from us a little special inquiring into. No. 3. MISS BARBARA WYNDHAM'S SUBSIDY. "March 13th, 1758," while Pitt and Knyphausen are busy on the Subsidy Treaty, still not out with it, the Newspapers suddenly announce, "Miss Bab.
"I say," continued the earl, after a short pause, "that I cannot but be surprised that an event of so much importance, of so painful a nature, and, doubtless, already so publicly known, should not before this have reached the ears of one to whom, I presume, Miss Wyndham's name was not always wholly indifferent.
Wyndham's Act, for those readers who regard my book as something more than a storehouse of anecdotes and since it is written at all, I maintain it claims to be more than that having noticed the freedom with which I have spoken of previous English legislation for Ireland, may very naturally think I should be begging the question of the hour, if I did not offer a few observations on the latest development of the Irish question.
Halting at a distance, Mosby saw Wyndham form his force into a compact body and move off toward Aldie at a brisk trot. He sent off the prisoners under guard of two of his men and followed Wyndham's retreat almost to Aldie without opportunity to inflict any more damage.
A parting request like Wyndham's would have been very hard for any friend to refuse; but to Riddell the promise "to look after young Wyndham" meant a great deal more than it would have done to many other fellows. It was not enough for him to make occasional inquiries as to his young protege, or even to try to shield him when he fell into scrapes.
Wyndham's hand was on his shoulder again a steady, compelling hand. "Oh yes, you are. I want to talk to you," he said. "She is sleeping naturally, and she won't wake for some time. Come!" There was nothing peremptory about him, yet he gained his end. Piers rose. He hung for a moment over the bed, gazing hungrily downwards upon the shadowy, motionless form, then in silence turned. Tudor had risen.
"I wouldn't say a word about it," cried the boy, eagerly, "if only you'd let me off the promise!" "And suppose I told you I consider the promise worth just double what you do?" Wyndham's face fell for a moment; he had not dared to write home about the loss of his last pocket-money, and saw very little chance of raising the wind for so large an amount again. Yet it seemed his only hope.
"Nobody ought to be better skilled in the materials requisite for such productions than Mr. Secretary St. John!" said I; "and now, adieu." "Adieu, if you will not ride with me. We meet at Sir William Wyndham's to-morrow." Masking my agitation till I was alone, I rejoiced when I found myself in the open streets.
On that point the company was divided, being all equally ignorant. But Farmer Lavender's good sense came to the rescue. "Why," said he, "Jenny here tells me Colonel Wyndham's got a Frenchman to his cook; and he'd make a poor cook if he'd never dressed nought but frogs, I reckon." "They'll have a bit o' bread to 'em, like as not," suggested the waggoner.
And after all, had he thought of them, he would probably have guessed, as the reader may have done, that Wyndham's present cricket mania made him dread any reopening of the old soreness between Parrett's and the schoolhouse, which would be sure to result, among other things, in his exclusion, as a member of the latter fraternity, from the coveted place in the second-eleven.
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