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I have heard it rising." " By the wind, sir that it's a mercy she got home at all. Oh dear, yes. Yes. It was by the wind, Mr. Redlaw. By the wind." He had, by this time, put down the tray for dinner, and was employed in lighting the lamp, and spreading a cloth on the table.
"And is it she who has made you cleaner in the face, too?" "Yes, the woman." Redlaw asked these questions to attract his eyes towards himself, and with the same intent now held him by the chin, and threw his wild hair back, though he loathed to touch him.
But that there was one thing in the Hall, to which the eyes of Redlaw, and of Milly and her husband, and of the old man, and of the student, and his bride that was to be, were often turned, which the shadows did not obscure or change.
Ah, too late, too late!" Redlaw, with a bewildered look, submitted to be led into the room. A man lay there, on a truckle-bed, and William Swidger stood at the bedside. "Too late!" murmured the old man, looking wistfully into the Chemist's face; and the tears stole down his cheeks. "That's what I say, father," interposed his son in a low voice. "That's where it is, exactly.
"I never was so moved," said Milly, drying her eyes, "as I have been this morning. I must tell you, as soon as I can speak. Mr. Redlaw came to me at sunrise, and with a tenderness in his manner, more as if I had been his darling daughter than myself, implored me to go with him to where William's brother George is lying ill.
Be very considerate to him, Mr. Edmund; he needs that from us all." The young man assured her, by a look, that her caution was not ill- bestowed; and as he passed the Chemist on his way out, bent respectfully and with an obvious interest before him. Redlaw returned the salutation courteously and even humbly, and looked after him as he passed on.
Have had a pretty many of 'em myself ha, ha! and may take the liberty of wishing 'em. I'm eighty-seven!" "Have you had so many that were merry and happy?" asked the other. "Ay, sir, ever so many," returned the old man. "Is his memory impaired with age? It is to be expected now," said Mr. Redlaw, turning to the son, and speaking lower. "Not a morsel of it, sir," replied Mr. William.
It seemed to look down upon the boy in his sleep. Redlaw, too, looked down upon him with a new emotion.
The boy watched him as he made the door fast, and withdrew behind the table, when he looked round. "Come!" he said. "Don't you touch me! You've not brought me here to take my money away." Redlaw threw some more upon the ground.
"Ay, ay, ay!" resumed the old man, catching the last words. "I remember 'em well in my school time, year after year, and all the merry-making that used to come along with them. I was a strong chap then, Mr. Redlaw; and, if you'll believe me, hadn't my match at football within ten mile. Where's my son William? Hadn't my match at football, William, within ten mile!"
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