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Witherington, after a long pause, 'I wish to look at the last letter from New York; you will find it on my dressing-table. Jonathan quitted the room without reply, and made his reappearance with the letter. 'It is a long time that I have been expecting this vessel, Jonathan, observed Mr. Witherington, unfolding the letter.
"It is none of my business," said General Witherington, "how you became soldiers, soldiers I found you, and soldiers I will leave you. But I will take especial care, that as soldiers you shall have every thing, to a penny or a pin's head, that you are justly entitled to."
"That is odd enough Certainly you said something about Middlemas?" replied General Witherington. "I mentioned the name of the town," said Hartley. "Ay, and I caught it up as the name of the recruit I was indeed occupied at the moment by my anxiety about my wife. But this Middlemas, since such is his name, is a wild young fellow, I suppose?" "I should do him wrong to say so, your Excellency.
General Witherington eagerly concurred in the earnest wish of his father-in-law, that every remembrance of former events should be buried, by leaving the fruit of the early and unhappy intrigue suitably provided for, but in a distant and obscure situation. Zilia thought far otherwise.
'Confound the old woman what a huff she is in! won't cook for black people, I suppose yes, that's it. Here Mr. Witherington was again interrupted by a second double tap at the door. 'Oh! thought better of it, I suppose. Come in. It was not the cook, but Mary, the housemaid, that entered. 'If you please, sir, said she, whimpering, 'I should wish to leave my situation.
This, however, did not induce him to accelerate his solemn and measured pace; and he made his appearance at the door, as usual, without speaking. "Why don't that fellow answer the bell?" cried Mr Witherington. "I am here, sir," said Jonathan, solemnly. "Well, so you are! but, confound you! you come like the ghost of a butler! But who do you think is coming here, Jonathan?" "I cannot tell, sir."
His sister Moggy also remained unmarried; but whether it was from a very unprepossessing squint which deterred suitors, or from the same dislike to matrimony as her brother had imbibed, it is not in our power to say. Mr. Witherington was three years younger than his sister; and although he had for some time worn a wig, it was only because he considered it more comfortable. Mr.
Had Hartley been as well acquainted as the reader with the circumstances of young Middlemas's birth, he might have drawn decisive conclusions from the behaviour of General Witherington, while his comrade was the topic of conversation. But as Mr.
Nevertheless Mr. Witherington senior stuck diligently to his business, in a few years was partner, and at the death of the old gentleman, his uncle, found himself in possession of a good property, and every year coining money at his bank. Mr. Witherington senior then purchased a house in Finsbury Square, and thought it advisable to look out for a wife.
It is far from certain, that the treatment I have used towards the convalescents would have brought through their brother; for the case, as reported to me, waa of a very inveterate description." "Doctor," said Witherington, his voice testifying more emotion than he usually or willingly gave way to, "you can comfort the sick in spirit as well as the sick in body. But it is time we settle our wager.
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