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I ran, rang, and being recognized by the portress, was at once admitted. In a moment I had satisfied myself of the treachery of my bosom-friend, and was turning to leave the court, when a lattice opened, and I heard a voice calling my name. It was Mrs Wilson's. She beckoned me. I went up under the window. 'Why don't you come and see me, Master Cumbermede? she said.
I had of course put on my coat, but having no means of ablution at hand, I must have presented a very unpresentable appearance when I entered. Lady Brotherton half rose, in evident surprise at my intrusion, but at once resumed her seat, saying, as she turned her chair half towards the window where the other two ladies sat, 'The housekeeper will attend to you, Mr Cumbermede or the butler.
He read from the manuscript that oh the blade of the sword, near the hilt, were the initials of Wilfrid Cumbermede. Now, if the sword had never been drawn from the scabbard, how was that to be known to the writer? 'Perhaps it was written about that time, said Charley. 'No; the manuscript was evidently written some considerable time after. It refers to tradition concerning it.
'Come back after dinner, she said: 'you had better! and darting to the other side of the room, lifted a piece of hanging tapestry, and vanished just in time, for Mrs Wilson's first words crossed her last. 'My dear boy Master Cumbermede, I should say, I am sorry I have not been able to get to you sooner. One thing after another has kept me on my legs till I'm ready to drop.
'No, my dear; I mustn't leave Lady Brotherton. That would be rude, you know. But I dare say Mary might. 'Oh, please, mamma! I should like it so much especially if Clara would stop! But perhaps Mr Cumbermede we ought to have asked him first. 'Yes to be sure he's the foreman, said Charley. 'But he's not a bad fellow, and won't be disobliging.
The keen air, the bright sunshine, the swift motion all combined to raise my spirits to an unwonted pitch; but it was a silent ecstasy, and I almost forgot the presence of Mr Coningham. When he spoke at last, I started. 'I thought from your letter you had something to tell me, Mr Cumbermede, he said, coming alongside of me. 'Yes, to be sure.
'You do not mean, said the enemy, 'to tell me, Mr Cumbermede, that you intend to bring up the young fellow in absolute ignorance of the decrees of fate? 'I pledge myself to nothing in the matter, returned my uncle, calmly, but with something in his tone which was new to me. 'Good heavens! exclaimed the other.
'Cumbermede, he said sternly, 'you sleep in No. 5 until further orders. 'Very well, sir, I said, and went, but lingered long enough to hear the fate of Charley. 'Home, said Mr Forest, 'you go to No. 3. That was our room. 'Home, I said, having lingered on the stairs until he appeared, 'you don't bear me a grudge, do you? 'It was my fault, said Home. 'I had no right to pitch into you.
She received me kindly, and expressed her satisfaction that I had kept what she was pleased to consider my engagement. After some refreshment and a little talk, Mrs Wilson said, 'Now, Master Cumbermede, would you like to go and see the gardens, or take a walk in the park and look at the deer? 'Please, Mrs Wilson, I returned, 'you promised to show me the house. 'You would like that, would you?
'He is respectable, and has been more in his day. 'Yes, yes. But for the life of me I cannot understand it. Mr Cumbermede, I am sorry for you. I should not advise you to choose the law for a profession. The man who does not regard his own rights will hardly do for an adviser in the affairs of others.
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