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"Why, indeed!" laughed Errington, lightly balancing himself on the trembling rocks beneath him. "Except that I should scarcely think this is the best place on which to pass the night! Not enough room, and too much noise! What say you?" "Oh, brave, brave, fool!" cried the dwarf in sudden excitement. "Are you not afraid?" The young baronet's keen eyes glanced him over with amused wonder.
Still, you know a fool in sunshine is better than a wise man in a fog; 'pon my word, yes, eh?" Mrs. Errington did not verbally agree, and they parted after the Captain had accepted an invitation to dine quietly in Park Lane that evening. "Devilish odd woman, devilish odd!" was Hindford's comment. And he watched the mother's and son's retreating figures with a certain astonishment.
Meantime no one heard or saw anything of Errington, who was supposed to be deep in the settlement of his father's affairs, and winding up the estate, as the well-known house of Errington ceased to exist when the head and founder was no more.
You see there are very few men about here; they have all gone off to join one or other of the Portuguese bands." "I fancy these Portuguese fellows will turn out useful some day, General," Major Errington said. "They are stout fellows, and though I don't think the townspeople would be of any good, the peasantry ought to make good soldiers if they were well drilled and led."
But if we can catch sight of him, as I did yesterday, you can beckon to him, and I am certain when he sees you he will come." Horace said nothing. He felt cold about the heart, not so much with fear as with awe and wonder. They went to the far bank, and almost directly Mrs. Errington cried out "There he is, and without his coat again! How wet he must be getting!"
Van Clupp, with her usual ill-bred eagerness to ingratiate herself with the titled and wealthy, "I hope you will come and see me, Lady Errington? I am at home every Friday evening to my friends." "Oh yes," said Thelma, simply. "But I am not your friend yet! When we do know each other better I will come.
"Come," repeated the reverend gentleman, with an inviting smile. "Come and see my bees, also my strawberries! I shall be delighted to send a basket of the fruit to the yacht, if Sir Philip will permit me?" Errington expressed his thanks with due courtesy, and hastened to seize the opportunity that presented itself for breaking away from the party.
"Then you're not a member of our Church?" he asked. For a moment Errington looked embarrassed, as though he had said more than he wished to. "Oh, I was merely comparing the two," he replied evasively. "I have lived abroad a good bit, you know." "Ah! That explains it, then," said Stair. "You've caught some little foreign turns of speech. Several times I've wondered if you were entirely English."
"I shall go to Clara Winsleigh this morning and see what she means to do in the matter. Poor Clara! She must be disgusted at the whole affair!" "She had rather a liking for Errington, hadn't she?" inquired Mr. Marvelle, folding up the Times in a neat parcel, preparatory to taking it with him in order to read it in peace on his way to the Law Courts. "Liking? Well!" And Mrs.
"'Tis not for me to speak of the daughter of Olaf," here his voice sank a little, and his face grew more and more sombre. "Pardon me, sir, but how did you meet her?" "By accident," replied Errington promptly, not caring to relate his morning's adventure for the pilot's benefit. "Is she some great personage here?" Svensen sighed, and smiled somewhat dubiously. "Great?
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