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But may I ask where you saw mine? yours was in Miss Ercildoune's possession." "As was yours," was answered after a moment's hesitation, Surrey thought, with visible reluctance. His heart flew into his throat. "She has my picture, she has spoken of me," he said to himself. "I wonder what her father will think, what he will do. Come, I will to the point immediately." "Mr.
Any one whom Friend Comstock recommends will be all right, I know." As Mrs. Healey's style of designation indicated, Friend Comstock was a Quakeress, well known, greatly esteemed, an old friend of Miss Ercildoune, and of Miss Ercildoune's father.
Ercildoune, when he was a young man studying abroad, by an enthusiastic and nationally ignorant Englishman; "but then, sir," he added, "what very dark complexions you Americans have! Is it universal?" "By no means, sir," was Mr. Ercildoune's reply. "There are some exceedingly fine ones among my countrymen. I come from the South: that is a bad climate for the tint of the skin."
He couldn't eat, and he didn't sleep, and I was at my wits' ends to know what to do for him. One day Mrs. Lee, that Mr. Ercildoune's housekeeper, an old English lady she is, and she's lived with him ever since he was married, and before he came here, a real lady, too, came in with some sewing, some fine shirts for Mr. Robert Ercildoune.
"Very soon." "Does any one know aught of Miss Ercildoune's family save that Mrs. Lancaster is her aunt?" "If 'any one' means me, I understand her father to be a gentleman of elegant leisure, his home near Philadelphia; a widower, with one other child, a son, I believe; that his wife was English, married abroad; that Mrs.
Whatever sombre and painful thoughts filled Ercildoune's heart he held there, that no gloom might fall from him upon these fresh young lives, nor sadden the cheery expectancy of his son. Surrey, having carried the first line of defence, prepared for a vigorous assault upon the second. Like all eager lovers, his primary anxiety was to hear "Yes"; afterwards, the day.
Hale's school and to the society and companionship of his pupils? I could scarcely control myself when I thought of how shamefully we had all been cozened. He knew papa well, was his intimate friend at college, in England, and was perfectly aware who was Mr. Ercildoune's daughter when she was admitted to his school. For myself, I had no confessions to make, and made none.
However, I suppose you will care more to hear that than any other, so I will begin. Maybe you will be surprised to hear that Frankie and I are at Mr. Ercildoune's. Well, we are, and I will tell you how it came about. Not long after you went away, Frank began to pine, and look droopy. There wasn't any use in giving him medicine, for it didn't do him a bit of good.
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