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"Possibly that is so!" Mr. Adiesen replied slowly. "I hope," Fred resumed, and he smiled very pleasantly, "that this Viking fancy he has taken up may be of service to him in bringing him into contact with boys of his own age and rank. The young Mitchells are capital fellows, and you know better than most folk what sort of companions he is likely to find in Dr. Holtum's family."
The last time I saw the Yarl of Broch, he was saying he had not set foot on the Holme since he was a boy, and got thrashed there by you, Adiesen, eh?" "I remember! I remember!" answered the scientist, chuckling and rubbing his hands together. "We were boys then yes, boys and boy-like, very ready for a row. It seems so short a time ago!
He must have been interfering with some of those young Mitchells. Of course Mr. Garson has nothing to do with his nonsense!" Mr. Adiesen had walked out of the room long before she stopped; and her bewilderment was much increased by Signy saying delightedly "Captured! and taken to Collaster! Oh, how pleased brodhor must be!"
But the arrival of Fred's messenger and Gibbie made a commotion in Boden, we may be sure, and nothing would satisfy either Mr. Adiesen or James Harrison but they must start off and bring home their boys.
"I I there used to be I've heard you say that our ancestors were Vikings; and I I thought I'd be a Viking." Yaspard got so far, and stuck. It was hard to go on telling of his romantic fancy and wild escapade with that grave face before him. "You thought you'd be a Viking," Mr. Adiesen repeated calmly, then paused, and asked in ice-cold tones, "Well, what else do you wish to say?"
So there was nothing for it but for Fred to begin and tell the story as best he might; but he had not proceeded far when Signy crept to her uncle's knee. Then he noticed her face was white and drawn, and her eyes still full of a great fear. "Stop a moment, sir," said Mr. Adiesen; "my child is ill. Signy, who has frightened you?"
The day before that on which the picnic was to take place a mysterious communication passed between the young Laird of Lunda and Yaspard Adiesen, the effect of which was to set our Viking into a fit of the fidgets combined with a state of exhilaration of spirit that threatened to effervesce in a dangerous manner at any moment.
Adiesen said by way of explaining the clamour outside, and excusing himself to his guests he hurried away to his menagerie. Dr.
But we must leave him in the care of his loving mother and skilful father, content to know that he recovered eventually, and lived to take a front place in many a wild adventure with his old antipathy Harry, and his new one Yaspard Adiesen.
So the conversation glided smoothly into the well-worn and useful channels of ordinary talk about the weather, and the crops, and the fishing, and "the South," until Miss Adiesen was at her ease enough to say, "I hope your dear mother is well?"
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