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So we sat up-stairs, in Sophy's chamber, which is the largest and most out of the way; and we had some good fun, first in finding seats, for there were only two chairs in the room, and then in playing hunt the slipper and all sorts of games. I am afraid we got rather too noisy at last, for my Aunt Kezia looked in with, "Girls, are you daft?
He simply says that Sophy's manner to him has changed since she came back to Givre and that he's seen you together several times in the park, the spring-house, I don't know where talking alone in a way that seemed confidential almost secret; and he draws the preposterous conclusion that you've used your influence to turn her against him." "My influence? What kind of influence?" "He doesn't say."
What will he do with it?" The doll once more safe behind the pillow, Sophy's face gradually softened; she bent forward, touched the Mayor's hand timidly, and looked at him with pleading, penitent eyes, still wet with tears, eyes that said, though the lips were silent, "I'll not hate you. I was ungrateful and peevish; may I beg pardon?"
He had a packet of letters, those which had reached him from home during his absence; and he read them through once more in the long leisure hours of the voyage. Those from his friend Warden and his aunt which bore a recent date had certainly a rather unsatisfactory tone; but all of Sophy's had been brighter and more cheerful than he had anticipated.
Even Sophy's being here, is unprofessional. And we have no other place of abode. We have put to sea in a cockboat, but we are quite prepared to rough it. And Sophy's an extraordinary manager! You'll be surprised how those girls are stowed away. I am sure I hardly know how it's done! 'Are many of the young ladies with you? I inquired.
I should not have said a word to you nor any one if you had not surprised me." I promised her I would not, unless somebody first spoke to me. She would not come to Sophy's room. "Tell the girls," she said, "that I want to write home; for I shall do it presently, when I feel a little calmer." Something struck me as I was turning away.
The door closed on the form of the visitor; Waife's head sank on his breast, and all the deep lines upon brow and cheek stood forth, records of mighty griefs revived, a countenance so altered, now its innocent arch play was gone, that you would not have known it. At length he rose very quietly, took up the candle, and stole into Sophy's room.
However, Albinia's impetuosity disconcerted all precautions, and Sophy's two great black eyes were rounded with suppressed terror, as if expecting her doom. 'I think that a doctor ought to answer that question, Mrs. Dusautoy began. 'Yes, yes, exclaimed Albinia, 'but I never had any faith in old Mr. Bowles, I had rather go to a thorough good man at once. 'Yes, certainly, by all means.
Sophy's books so brought Sophy's self, that I saw her touching face quite plainly, before I dropped off dozing by the fire. This may be a reason why Sophy, with her deaf-and-dumb child in her arms, seemed to stand silent by me all through my nap.
Eloquently then the lover united grandfather and grandchild in one touching picture their love for each other, their dependence on each other. He enlarged on Sophy's charming, unselfish, simple, noble character; he told how he had again found her; he dwelt on the refining accomplishments she owed to Lady Montfort's care. How came she with Lady Montfort?
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