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His treasuring up all he had seen abroad, that could be useful at home, reminded Caroline of Colonel Hungerford; but she observed that Count Altenberg's views were more enlarged; he was unbiassed by professional habits; his sphere of action was higher; heir to extensive property, with all the foreign rights of territorial dominion hereditarily his; and with a probability of obtaining the political power of ministerial station; plans, which in other circumstances might have been romantic, with Count Altenberg's prospects and abilities, were within the bounds of sound judgment and actual practicability.
Caroline expressed strong gratitude for Mrs. Hungerford's kindness to her, and the warmest return of affection. "Then, in one word," continued Rosamond, "for out it must come, sooner or later I think she not only loves you as if you were her daughter, but that Now confess, Caroline, did not the idea ever occur to you? And don't you see that Mrs. Hungerford wishes it?
But a telegram came this morning." Mr. Hungerford started. "A telegram?" he repeated. "For her?" "Yes, sir. And from 'im, it was, too." "Did she get it?" Mr. Hapgood winked. "It was 'phoned up from the telegraph office, sir," he said, "and I answered the 'phone. 'Ere's the copy I made, sir." He extracted a slip of paper from his pocket. Cousin Percy snatched the slip and read the penciled words.
"What would come of that, Hungerford?" said I. "An exchange of matter for mind, Marmion; muscle for meditation, physics for philosophy." "You do me too much honour; at present I've neither mind, meditation, nor philosophy; I am simply vegetating." "Which proves you to be demoralised. I never saw a surgeon on a ship who wasn't.
I had unbuttoned his shirt, and I saw on his breast a little ivory portrait of a woman. I didn't let the crew see it; for the fellow, even in his delirium, appeared to know I had exposed the thing, and drew the linen close in his fingers, and for a long time held it at his throat." "What was the woman's face like, Hungerford?" I asked.
Hungerford, we often respect brave men whom we do not like." Then he, understanding her, but refusing to recognise the compliment, not altogether churlishly replied: "And I might say the same of women, Mrs. Falchion; but there are many women we dislike who are not brave." "I think I could recognise a brave man without seeing his bravery," she urged.
I again went into the city yesterday forenoon, to settle about the passages to Lisbon, taking J with me. From Hungerford Bridge we took the steamer to London Bridge, that being an easy and speedy mode of accomplishing distances that take many footsteps through the crowded thoroughfares.
The next morning she had an opportunity of observing, and deciding by her own judgment. Lady Elizabeth Pembroke and Caroline had both been copying a picture of Prince Rupert when a boy. They had finished their copies. Mrs. Hungerford showed them to her son. Lady Elizabeth's was rather the superior painting.
Marmion? You hardly do yourself justice. You hold a secret. You insist on reminding me of the fact. Is that in perfect gallantry? Do you know me altogether, from your knowledge of that one thing? You are vain. Or does the secret wear on you, and Mr. Hungerford? Was it necessary to seek HIS help in keeping it?"
Stay till you see her tried," said Lady Angelica; "stay till she has gone through one winter's campaign in London; stay till she has as many admirers as " "As you have," said Mrs. Hungerford, smiling. "She seems to be in a fair way of soon trying that experiment to your satisfaction." A considerable pause ensued; during which many conflicting passions appeared in Lady Angelica's countenance.
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