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"THAT!" says they. "What a simple cove he is!" It being now late, and the party very modest in their fear of being too diffuse, there were some tokens of separation; when Sergeant Dornton, the soldierly-looking man, said, looking round him with a smile: 'Before we break up, sir, perhaps you might have some amusement in hearing of the Adventures of a Carpet Bag.
What a pity that her grandfather did not play the organ in her Uncle John's church, instead of at Dornton! She made a great many resolves as she sat there, with her mother's portrait in her hand: she would be very fond of her grandfather, and, of course, he would be very fond of her; and as he lived all alone, there would be a great many things she could do to make him happier.
He has been blamed for grimace, but it should be remembered that many of his characters verged on caricatures. That he could play comic characters chastely was amply shown in his Polonius; and touch the finer feelings of our nature was exemplified in his Old Dornton, in Holcroft's catching play of the Road to Ruin.
For his sake she would humble herself to make the first advance, and this, for Delia's somewhat stubborn spirit, was a greater effort than might be supposed. Anna, meanwhile, was quite as much interested as the Dornton people about the picnic which the Palmers intended to give.
Delia stood for a moment in silence, her eyes fixed on Anna's pretty, downcast face. The sound of the church bells came softly to them over the fields from Dornton, and "Well," she said, with a little sigh, "I mustn't stay, or I shall be late, and I promised to meet the Professor after church. He half expects to see you with me. What shall I say to him?"
"Steady, lad. I know what you're going to say. I know all that happened. But the first thing I found when I got back was that the shanghai business had saved my life; that but for that I would have really been occupying that box on its way to England, instead of the poor devil who was taken for me." A cold tremor passed over Randolph. Captain Dornton, however, was tolerantly smiling.
"I know it, lad," said Captain Dornton, rising, and extending a brown, weather-beaten hand which closed heartily on the young man's; "no need to say that. And you've kept it even better than you know. Look here!" He lifted the portmanteau to his lap and disclosed BEHIND the usual small pouch or pocket in the lid a slit in the lining.
"His mother and sister know nothing of this?" "I reckon he didn't boast of it. I didn't. Is that all?" sleepily. "Yes." "Don't YOU worry about HIM. Good-night." "Good-night." But even at that moment George Dornton had dropped off in a quiet, peaceful sleep. Bly turned down the light, and, drawing his easy-chair to the window, dropped into it in bewildering reflection.
Mrs Forrest and Anna looked at each other: each waited for the other to speak. Must I give up the picnic after all? thought Anna. "I don't gather that it's anything serious," said Mrs Forrest at length. "I think the best plan will be for me to go over to Dornton, after you've started, and see Dr Hunt.
Captain Dornton noticed it, and with a friendly tact, which Randolph had not expected of him, rising again, laid his hand gently on the young man's shoulder. "Look here, lad," he said, with his pleasant smile; "don't you worry your head about the ways or doings of the Dornton family, or any of their friends. They're a queer lot including your humble servant.
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