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'Temple is your guest, sir, said I. He was obliged to stretch out his hand to Temple. A prompt instinct warned me that I must show him as much Beltham as I could summon. 'Dogs and horses all right, sir? I asked. Captain Bulsted sauntered near. 'Here, William, said the squire, 'tell this fellow about my stables. 'In excellent condition, Harry Richmond, returned the captain.
His confidence and my growing recklessness acted in unison. Happily the newspapers were quiet. I hoped consequently to find peace at Riversley; but there the rumours of the Grand Parade were fabulous, thanks to Captain Bulsted and Julia, among others.
Captain Bulsted and Julia saved me from a fit of remorse; they had come up to town on purpose to carry him home with them, and had left a message on my table, and an invitation to dinner at their hotel, where the name of Janet was the Marino Faliero of our review of Riversley people and old times. The captain and his wife were indignant at her conduct.
Some time afterward the captain sent out word that he begged his wife's permission to stay to dinner at the Grange, and requested me to favour him by conducting his wife to Bulsted: proof, as Julia said, that the two were engaged in a pretty hot tussle. She was sure her William would not be the one to be beaten.
'A slight cold, he murmured and resumed the note, and threw himself maniacally into it. The unexpected figure of Captain Bulsted on tiptoe, wearing the ceremonial depressed air of intruders on these occasions, distracted our attention for a moment. 'Fresh from ship, William? the squire called out.
My aunt flushed. 'Miss Bannerbridge? she said. A stranger was present. The squire introduced us. 'My grandson, Harry Richmond, Captain William Bulsted, frigate Polyphemus; Captain Bulsted, Master Augustus Temple. For the sake of conversation, Temple asked him if his ship was fully manned. 'All but a mate, said the captain.
Captain Bulsted seized my hand. He was hot from a ride to fetch engines, and sang sharp in my ear, 'Have you got him? It was my father he meant. The cry rose for my father, and the groups were agitated and split, and the name of the missing man, without an answer to it, shouted. Captain Bulsted had left him bravely attempting to quench the flames after the explosion of fireworks.
He wants some sort of explanation. He consents to an interview with you. I have come to ask you to go down to him, sir. 'To-morrow morning, without an hour's delay, my dear boy. Very agreeable will be the sight of old Riversley. And in the daylight! 'He prefers to meet you at Bulsted. Captain Bulsted offers his house for the purpose.
To do so, however, as she desired it, would be to be guilty of a form of hypocrisy, and I belied my better sentiments by keeping silent. Thus, having ruined myself through anger, I allowed silly sensitiveness to prevent the repair. It became known that my father was at Bulsted. I saw trouble one morning on Janet's forehead.
Whatever she is as a woman, she was a very nice girl to enliven the atmosphere of the switch. I sometimes look at a portrait I have of J. R., which, I fancy, Mrs. William Bulsted has no right to demand of me; but supposing her husband thinks he has, why then I must consult my brother officers.
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