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'Shall we go on to where my mother is? said Anne, less impressed by the beauty of the note than the trumpet-major himself was. 'In one minute, he said tremulously. 'Talking of music I fear you don't think the rank of a trumpet-major much to compare with your own? 'I do. I think a trumpet-major a very respectable man. 'I am glad to hear you say that.
The trumpet-major was quite willing to do his share of the business. He was glad to fill up one of the vacancies, especially as it seemed that the new-comer would soon be able to take his place in the ranks; and after asking a few questions he went across with him to the adjutant. The latter looked at Edgar critically. "Smart young fellow," he said to himself.
That was very good of you. 'Her eyes followed you everywhere, said Mrs. Garland from an upper window. 'Of course I looked at the dragoons most, said Anne, disconcerted. 'And when I looked at them my eyes naturally fell upon the trumpets. I looked at the dragoons generally, no more. She did not mean to show any vexation to the trumpet-major, but he fancied otherwise, and stood repressed.
The trumpet-major now contrived to place himself near her, Anne's presence having evidently been a great pleasure to him since the moment of his first seeing her. She was quite at her ease with him, and asked him if he thought that Buonaparte would really come during the summer, and many other questions which the gallant dragoon could not answer, but which he nevertheless liked to be asked.
Of the seven upon whom these wishes were bestowed, five, including the trumpet-major, were dead men within the few following years, and their bones left to moulder in the land of their campaigns. John lingered behind. When the others were outside, expressing a final farewell to his father, Bob, and Mrs. Loveday, he came to Anne, who remained within.
With a stoical mien he read on to the end of the report, bringing out the name of Bob's ship with tremendous force. 'No, she said at last, 'I'll hear no more! Let me read to you. The trumpet-major sat down. Anne turned to the military news, delivering every detail with much apparent enthusiasm. 'That's the subject I like! she said fervently.
When this was over one of the foreign hussars the genteel German of Miller Loveday's description, who called himself a Hungarian, and in reality belonged to no definite country performed at Trumpet-major Loveday's request the series of wild motions that he denominated his national dance, that Anne might see what it was like.
As the trumpet-major did not open the subject, Bob felt it desirable to begin himself. 'I have brought ye something that you will value, Jack, he said, as they sat at the window, overlooking the large square barrack-yard. 'I have got no further use for it, and you should have had it before if it had entered my head.
She had had a presentiment that he would turn up in this mysterious way. It was marvellous that he could have got there so quickly; but there he was not looking at the King, or at the crowd, but waiting for the turn of her head. 'Trumpet-major, I didn't see you, said Anne demurely. 'How is it that your regiment is not marching past? 'We take it by turns, and it is not our turn, said Loveday.
'He is now mate of the brig Pewit rather young for such a command; but the owner puts great trust in him. The trumpet-major added, deepening his thoughts to a profounder view of the person discussed, 'Bob is in love. Anne looked conscious, and listened attentively; but Loveday did not go on. 'Much? she asked. 'I can't exactly say.
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