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David was very feverish and unwell the next day, and Mr. Carlyon could not leave him; but after a few hours he grew better again, and as the days went on he seemed to recover his old cheerfulness. One afternoon, as Elizabeth was sitting with him as usual for she always spent her afternoons at the White Cottage he surprised her by asking if Malcolm Herrick never came to the Wood House now.
M. Haillot had preceded me in a hammock, and welcomed me to his quarters. He occupied one of the three or four raised plank-houses; another lodged Dr. Burke, and a third M. Voltaire, Mr. Carlyon, another young Cornishman, who came out with us, and sundry French ouvriers.
"Oh yes, we shall get along," and Elizabeth took off her hat and hastily smoothed her hair. "Now for the Pratt woman and tea. Au revoir, gentlemen." And then she vanished, and after a moment's hesitation Mr. Carlyon followed her. If there be a smile on our lips, those around us will soon smile; and our happiness will become the truer and deeper as we see that these others are happy.
He was very cross at first. But I have propitiated him by promising to marry him as soon as I get back, which will be probably this time next year." Averil's face grew suddenly grave. "I hope you will both be very happy," said Carlyon, rather formally. "Thank you," said Averil, looking up at him. "It would make me much happier if you and Dick could be friends before then."
"I beg you won't do anything of the sort!" he said with vehemence. "I don't want your good wishes. I would rather be without them. I may be a hare-brained fool. I won't deny it. But as for you you are a blackguard the worst sort of blackguard! I hope I shall never speak to you again!" Carlyon, lying back in his chair, neither stirred nor spoke. He looked up at Derrick from beneath steady eyelids.
He stood still, considering these things. Colonel Carlyon turned his back on him and cut the end of a cigar. "Do you grasp my meaning?" he enquired at length, as Derrick remained silent. Derrick moved to a chair and sat down. Somehow Carlyon had taken the backbone out of his indignation. He spoke at last, but without anger.
You have taken it out of yourself, and then you feel a sort of reaction or rather, to speak more correctly, a sort of depression;" but as he spoke, he realised for the first time the truth of Elizabeth's assertion that Mr. Carlyon was not strong.
Carlyon would not interrupt what was evidently a serious moment to his little friend. He waited, and then presently he turned the channel of her thoughts by asking her if she thought he might call on her Aunts that afternoon. Halcyone hesitated a second. "We hardly ever have visitors.
"It is settled, then," said Cheiron, "at five o'clock I will be upon the terrace." Halcyone returned to her grammar, and silence obtained between them. Then presently Mr. Carlyon spoke. "I am going to have a visitor for a week or perhaps more," he announced. A startled pair of eyes looked up at him. "That seems odd," Halcyone said. "I hope whoever it is will not be much in our way.
"The men couldn't have held out without him," Derrick continued. "After I was hit, he stood by them. He only took himself off just before morning came and you ventured to move to our assistance." "He had no possible right to do it," observed Carlyon thoughtfully ignoring the bitter ring of sarcasm in the boy's tone. "Oh, none whatever," said Derrick.
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