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But on the stroke of nine, on the appointed evening, he was standing within the door of Carrick's study, his hat in his hand, a white silk muffler about his neck, instead of a collar. "I was very careful to eat very little at dinner," were his first words.
I wish we could always be like this. I am sure if it were not for Etta we should understand each other better. I assented to this, and Gladys went on: 'I wonder if you have ever heard Mrs. Carrick's name, Ursula? What a strange question! I flushed a little as I told her that her old friend Mrs. Maberley had put me in possession of all the family secrets.
He had come to a standstill at the side of the big chair. He looked old and stricken and sad. "Ah," he said. "But listen all the same." He remained standing while he told his tale, with eyes that sought Carrick's listening face and fell away again. "It took you longer than it usually does," he said; "to send me on, I mean. I expect I wasn't as good a subject as usual, too.
I've not judged you, have I, Carrick? You you don't go to church, but I make a friend of you, don't I?" "Yes," said Carrick. "Then why " cried Mr. Newman "why, of all people, should I oh, Carrick, I don't know how to tell you." Let Carrick's answer be remembered when his epitaph is written. "Then don't tell me," he said. "I don't want to hear." Mr. Newman shook his head.
Thereupon General McClellan, commanding the Department of the Ohio, threw several regiments across the river into Virginia, and defeated the foe in minor engagements at Philippi, Rich Mountain, and Carrick's Ford. By the middle of July he was able to report, "Secession is killed in this country." Later in the year the Confederates renewed their attempts, but were finally driven out.
We sprung our surprise last night, sir, overpowered the sentries and took the bloomin' town." "It will surely be traced to Judson, Carrick. You know what that means for him. I hope the poor fellow made his escape before they had the chance of standing him up against the wall. Did you see him again?" Carrick's mobile face took on an unaccustomed gravity. "Once," he answered with some effort.
Carrick's hands no longer touched his head; he was alone in his chair, in a posture of ease, with the gear of his mind slacked off, his consciousness unmoored to drift with what-ever current should flow about it. He knew, without noting it, that something like a fog was creeping up about him; the pale wall became a bank of mist, stirring slowly; his pulse was a rhythm that lulled him faintly.
"Rich Mountain" and "Carrick's Ford" were the last. "You see," said Mrs. D. at breakfast to-day, "my prophecy is coming true that Virginia will be the seat of war." "Indeed," I burst out, forgetting my resolution not to argue, "you may think yourselves lucky if this war turns out to have any seat in particular." So far, no one especially connected with me has gone to fight.
He believe Arthur Channing guilty! He left a message for Mr. Galloway, and quitted the office. Roland, who was very difficult to settle to work again, if once disturbed from it, strided himself across his stool, and tilted it backwards. "I'm uncommonly glad Carrick's coming!" cried he. "Do you remember him, Jenkins?" "Who, sir?" "That uncle of mine. He was at Helstonleigh three years ago."
Life was compelling him; through the confusion of his senses he felt Carrick's hand on his shoulder and heard him speaking. "Feeling quite all right what? Here, drink some of this. It's only water. A drop more? Right!" Mr. Newman pushed the glass away and sat upright, staring wide-eyed into the curious face of Carrick, who bent over him, tumbler in hand. "All right?" asked Carrick again.
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