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The words had hardly left Lord Ipsden's lips, when the sound of a woman's voice came like an AEolian note across the water. "Hurraih!" roared Liston, and every creature joined the cheer. "She'll no let him dee. Ah! she's in the bows, hailing him an' waving the lad's bonnet ower her head to gie him coorage. Gude bless ye, lass; Gude bless ye!"
Then such boys as were awake saw two great eyes of light coming up from Granton; rattle went the chain cable, and Lord Ipsden's cutter swung at anchor in four fathom water. A thousand questions to Flucker. A single puff of tobacco-smoke was his answer.
Lady Barbara, who had all her life been longing to see perilous adventures, prayed and trembled and cried most piteously; and Lord Ipsden's back was to her, and he paid no attention to her voice; but when the battle was won, and Lord Ipsden turned and saw her, she clung to his arm and dried her tears; and then the Old Town cheered the boat, and the New Town cheered the boat, and the towns cheered each other; and the Johnstones, lad and lass, set their sail, and swept back in triumph to the pier; so then Lady Barbara's blood mounted and tingled in her veins like fire.
What a paradise art will be, when truths, instead of lies, shall be told on paper, on marble, on canvas, and on the boards!!!" "Dinner's on the boarrd," murmured Christie, alluding to Lord Ipsden's breakfast; "and I hae the charge o' ye," pulling his sleeve hard enough to destroy the equilibrium of a flea. "Then don't let us waste our time here. Oh, Christie!" "What est, my laddy?"
Oh, that I were such a man, or knew where to find such a creature!" The water came into Lord Ipsden's eyes; he did not know what to say or do; he turned away his head. Lady Barbara was surprised; her conscience smote her. "Oh, dear," said she, "there now, I have given you pain forgive me; we can't all be heroes; dear Ipsden, don't think I despise you now as I used. Oh, no!
She was a connection of Lord Ipsden's, but they had not met for two years, when they encountered each other in Paris just before the commencement of this "Dramatic Story," "Novel" by courtesy. The month he spent in Paris, near her, was a bright month to Lord Ipsden.
She was peremptory. "She had her folly and his merits to think over," she said; but she promised to pass through Newhaven, and he should put her into her pony-phaeton, which would meet her there. Lady Barbara was only a fool by the excess of her wit over her experience; and Lord Ipsden's love was not misplaced, for she had a great heart which she hid from little people. I forgive her!
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