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The British Government promptly denied the authenticity of the Carden interview, but that helped matters little, for the American public insisted on regarding such denials as purely diplomatic. Something of a storm against Carden arose in England itself, where it was believed that his conception of his duties was estranging two friendly countries.
Carden a charming letter, and proposed formally for his daughter's hand. Mr. Carden had seen the proposal coming this year and more; so he was not surprised; but he was gratified. The letter was put into his hand while he was dressing for dinner.
It was rather up-hill, but he put his head out of the window and offered the driver a sovereign to go fast. The man lashed his horse up the hill, and did go very fast, though it seemed slow to Dr. Amboyne, because his wishes flew so much faster. At last he got to the villa, and rang furiously. After a delay that set the doctor stamping, Lally appeared. "I must see Miss Carden directly."
Look up with Hugh Carden Ali as he lifts his head to gaze at something far beyond the tent-roof. You will see a copy of the central square which, divided into two, rested upon the top of the shrine which covered the dead queen who died about one hundred years after the siege of Troy.
Next day he went out on the hills with Billy, and saw him tickle trout, and catch them under stones, and do many strange things, and all the time he thought of Grace Carden, and bemoaned his sad fate. He could not command his mind, and direct it to philanthropy. His heart would not let him, and his personal wrongs were too recent.
Carden came in from some other party, and carried his daughter off, and the bright evening came too soon to a close; but a great point had been gained: Mrs. Little and Grace Carden were acquaintances now, and cordially disposed to be friends. The next time these lovers met, matters did not go quite so smoothly. It was a large party, and Mr. Coventry was there.
We have now had an interview with the victim of that abominable outrage. "Well, go on, Grace." Grace could not go on for whimpering, and Jael cried, for company. Henry left off carving, and turned away his head, touched to the heart by this sweet and sudden sympathy. "How badly you read," said Mr. Carden, and took the journal from her.
"Little! What, Raby's new nephew?" "That is the man." Mr. Carden was visibly discomposed by this communication.
The answer was "Not at home." "Everything is against me," said he. He wandered wearily down again, and just at the entrance of the town he met a gentleman with a lady on each arm, and one of those ladies was Miss Carden. The fortunate cavalier was Mr. Coventry, whom Henry would have seen long before this, but he had been in Paris for the last four months.
Then he went home, sent a message to Raby Hall, that he was all right, took off his clothes, rolled exhausted into bed, and slept till the afternoon. At four o'clock he rose, got into a hansom, and drove up to Woodbine Villa, the happiest man in England. He inquired for Miss Carden. The man said he believed she was not up, but would inquire. "Do," said Little. "Tell her who it is.
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