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fetlocks and hoofs. Finally, as the Doc- young man—which would be quite tor had no stables, Master Arthur in- feminine in character, but for a soft, formed us that he had made arrange- pale-yellow moustache-looked rather ments about putting up the horses ; and gloomy. while the rest of us went into the house, " Where is the Count?” I asked of he volunteered to take the phaeton him. round to the inn. He and the Count “Do you mean that German fellow?" went off together.
he said. Then there was a wild commotion on The poor young man! It was easy to the first landing, a confused tumble and detect the cause of that half-angry conrush down stairs, and presently Bell tempt with which he spoke of our lieuand Tita were catching up two boys and tenant. It was jealousy, with its green hugging them, and pulling out all sorts eyes and dark imaginings; and the evenof mysterious presents.
ing, I could see, promised us a pretty “Heh! how fens tee, Jeck ? gaily ?” spectacle of the farce of Bell and the cried Auntie Bell, whose broad Cumber- Dragon. At present I merely requested landshire vastly delighted the youngsters.
Master Arthur to answer my question. “Why, Twom, thou's growin' a big lad “Well,” said he, with a fine expres-thou mud as weel be a sodger as at sion of irony—the unhappy wretch ! as schuil. Can tee dance a whornpipe yet? if it were not quite obvious that he was -what, nowther o' ye? Dost think I's more inclined to cry—“if you want to gaun to gie a siller watch to twa feckless keep him out of the police office, you'd fallows that canna dance a whornpipe ?" better go down to the stables of the But here Bell's mouth was stopped
He has raised a pretty quarrel by a multitude of kisses, and, having there, I can tell you-kicked the ostler had to confess that the two silver half across the yard--knocked heaps of watches were really in her pocket, she things to smithereens—and is ordering was drawn into the parlour by the two every body about, and fuming and swearboys, and made to stand and deliver. ing in a dozen different inarticulate
languages. I wish you joy of your companion. You will have plenty of adven
tures by the way; but what will you do CHAPTER III.
with all the clocks you gather?” PRINZ EUGEN, DER EDLE RITTER.”
“Go home, you stupid boy, and thank
God you have not the gift of sarcasm. " What can Tommy Onslow do?
Bell is waiting for you. You will talk
very sensibly to her, I dare say; but
don't make any jokes—not for some MEANWHILE, what had become of the
to come. Lieutenant, and Arthur, and Castor and Arthur went his way into the twilight, Pollux, to say nothing of the phaeton, as wretched a young man as there was which had now been transferred from its that evening in Twickenham. accustomed home in Surrey to spend a Now in front of the public-house, and night under a shed in Twickenham ? adjoining the entrance into the yard, a The crooked by-ways and narrow streets small and excited crowd had collected of of that curious little village were getting all the idlers and loungers who hang rapidly darker under the falling dusk, about the doors of a tavern. In the and here and there orange lamps were middle of them—as you could see when beginning to shine in the blue-gray of the yellow light from the window the twilight, when I set out to discover streamed through a chink in the cluster the stable to which our horses had been of human figures—there was a small, confided. I had got but half-way to the square-set, bandy-legged man, with a public-house, when I met Arthur. The red waistcoat, a cropped head, and a ordinarily mild and gentle face of this peaked cap, with the peak turned side
ways. He was addressing his com Why not? You go in to have a panions alternately, in an odd mixture glass of beer and see the people. You of Buckinghamshire patois and Middle come back to the stables. The man says sex pronunciation, somewhat in this he has fed the horses—it is a lie. He fashion :
says he has groomed them—it is a lie. “I baint afeard of 'm, or any other Jott im Himmel ! can I not see? Then darned foreigner, the
An' I've I drive him away—I take out corn for looked arter awsses afore he wur born, myself, also some beans—he comes back and I'd like to see the mahn as 'll tell me -he is insolent-I fling him into the what I don't know about 'em. I've yard—he falls over the pail—he lies kept my plaäce for fifteen yur, and I'll and groans—that is very good for him, bet the coöt on my bahck as my missus it will teach him to mind his busi'll say there niver wur a better in the ness, not to tell lies, and to steal the plaäce; an'as fur thaht furrener in price of the corn." there, the law 'll teach him summut, or I pointed out to this cool young perI'm werry much mistaken. Eh, Arry? son that if he went kicking insolent Baint I right?”
ostlers all over the country, he would This impassioned appeal from the ex get us into trouble. cited small man was followed by a general “Is it not a shame they do not know chorus of assent.
their work ? and that they will ruin I made my way down the yard, be- good horses to steal a sixpence from tween the shafts of dog-carts and the poles of disabled omnibuses that loomed “Besides," I said, “it is not prudent from out the darkness of a long and low to quarrel with an ostler, for you must shed. Down at the foot of this narrow leave your horses under his care; and and dusky channel, a stable door was if he should be ill-natured, he may do open, and the faint yellow light occasion them a inischief during the night.” ally caught the figure of a man who The Count laughed, as he untied the was busy grooming a horse outside. As halter and led Pollux into a loose I picked my way over the rough stones, box. I could hear that he was occasionally in “Do not be alarmed. I never allow terrupting the hissing noise peculiar to any man to lock up my horses if I am the work with a snatch of a song, care among strangers. I do that myself. I lessly sung in a deep and sufficiently will lock up this place and take the key, powerful voice. What was it he sang ? and to-morrow at six I will come round
“ Prinz Eugen, der edle Ritter and see them fed. No! you must not hisssssss -wollt' dem Kaiser wiedrum object. It is a great pleasure of mine to kriegen-wo! my beauty--so ho ! look after horses, and I shall become Stadt und Festung Belgarad -hold friends with these two in a very few up, my lad! wo ho !"
days. You must let me manage them “Hillo, Oswald, what are you about?" always."
Oh, only looking after the horses,” “And groom them twice a day ?” said our young Uhlan, slowly raising “Nee, Jott bewahre! When there is
a man who can do it, I will not; but He was in a remarkable state of un when there is no one, it is a very good dress--his coat, waistcoat, and collar thing to help yourself.” having been thrown on the straw inside Lieutenant Oswald von Rosen had the stable—and he held in his hand a clearly learned how to conjugate the brush.
verb requiriren during his sojourn in “ The fellows at this inn they are Bohemia and in France. He made very ignorant of horses, or very care another raid on the corn and split less."
beans, got up into the loft and crammed “I hear you have been kicking 'em down plenty of hay, and then bringing all about the place.”
a heap of clean straw into the place,
tossed it plentifully about the loose stead of being satisfied of finding every box devoted to Pollux, and about day a good new day, and plenty of satisCastor's stall. Then he put on his faction in it, with talking to people, and upper vestments, brought away the seeing things, and a cigar now and again. candle, locked the door, and put the Just now, when I wake, I laugh to mykey in his pocket, humming all the self, and say, 'How very good it is to time something about “die dreimal sleep in a bed, and shut yourself out hunderttausend Mann."
from noise, and get up when you please !' When we had got to the gate of Then
you have a good breakfast, and all the yard, he stalked up to the small. the day begins afresh, and you have no crowd of idlers, and said
fear of being crippled and sent off to the “Which of you is the man who hospital. Oh ! it is very good to have did tumble over the pail? It is you, this freedom—this carelessness—this you little fellow? Well, you deserve seeing of new things and new people much more than you got; but here is every day. And that is a very pretty a half-crown for you to buy sticking young lady become, your Miss Bell : I plaster with.”
do remember her only a shy little girl, The small ostler held back, but his who spoke German with your strange companions, who perceived that the English way of pronouncing the vowels, half-crown meant beer, urged him to and was very much bashful over it. Oh go forward and take it; which he did, yes, she is very good-looking, indeed; her saying
hair looks as if there were streaks of sun“Well, I doan't bear no malice." shine in the brown, and her eyes are very
“And next time you have gentlethoughtful, and she has a beautiful outmen's horses put into your stables, don't line of the chin that makes her neck and try to steal the price of their corn,” said throat very pretty. And, you know, the Lieutenant; and with that he turned I rather like the nose not hooked, like: and walked away.
most of your English young ladies; when “Who is the gentleman who came it is a little the other way, and tine, and with me?” asked my young friend, delicate, it makes the face piquant and as we went back to the house; “he tender, not haughty and cold, nicht is a nice young man, but he does not wahr ? But yet she is very Englishknow the difference between hay and looking ; I would take her as a—as astraw, and I begged him not to remain. a-type, do you call it ?—of the pretty And he would not drink the beer of this young Englishwoman, well-formed, openpublic-house; but that is the way of all eyed, with good healthy colour in her you Englishmen-you are so particular face, and very frank and gentle, and inabout things, and always thinking of dependent, all at the same time. Oh, your health, and always thinking of she is a very good girl--a very good living, instead of living and thinking girl, I can see that.” nothing about it. Ah, you do not know “ Yes," I said, “I think she will how fine a thing it is to live until you
fellow whom you saw have been in a campaign, my dear friend; to-night." and then you know how fine it is that And that will be very good for you can eat with great hunger, and him," he replied, easily ; “ for she will how fine it is when you get a tumbler look after him and give him some comof wine, and how fine it is to sleep. mon sense. He is not practical ; be You are very glad, then, to be able to has not seen much ; he is moody, and walk firm on your legs, and find yourself nervous, and thinks greatly about trifles. alive and strong. But always, I think, But I think he will be very amiable to your countrymen do not enjoy being her, and that is much. You know, all alive so much as mine; they are always the best women marry stupid men.” impatient for something, trying to do There was, however, no need for our something, hoping for something, in- going into that dangerous subject; for
at this moment we arrived at Dr. Ash barrister and his father, a quiet, little, burton's house. Von Rosen rushed up gray-haired man in spectacles, with stairs to his room, to remove the traces small black eyes that twinkled strangely of his recent employment; and then, as when he made his nervous little jokes, we both entered the drawing-room, we
and looked over to his wife—the very found Bell standing right under the
matter-of-fact and roseate woman who central gaselier, which was pouring its sat at the opposite end of the table. rays down on her wealth of golden The old Doctor was a much more brown hair. Indeed, she then deserved pleasant companion than his son; but all that Von Rosen had said about her Bell, with wonderful moderation, did being a type of our handsomest young her best to re-establish good relations English women-rather tall, well-formed, between the moody young barrister showing a clear complexion, and healthy and herself. Of course, no woman will rosiness in her cheeks, while there was prolong such overtures indefinitely; and something at once defiant and gentle in at last the young gentleman managed to her look. Comely enough she was to
establish a more serious breach than he attract the notice of any stranger; but
had dreamed of. For the common talk it was only those who had spent years
had drifted back to the then recent war, with her, and had observed all her win and our lieutenant was telling us a story ning ways, her unselfishness, and the about three Uhlanen, who had, out of rare honour and honesty that lay be mere bravado, ridden down the main hind all her pretty affectations of petu street of a French village, and out at the lance, and the wild nonsense of her other end, without having been touched tongue, who could really tell what sort by the shots fired at them, when young of young person our Bonny Bell was. Ashburton added, with a laughShe was sufficiently handsome to draw “I suppose they were so padded with eyes towards her:
the watches and jewellery they had
gathered on their way, that the bullets “ But if ye saw that which no eyes can sce,
glanced off.” The inward beauty of her lovely spirit, Garnished with heavenly gifts of high degree,
Count von Rosen looked across the Much more then would ye wonder at that
table at the young man, with a sort of sight.
wonder in bis light-blue eyes ; and then,
with admirable self-control, he turned There dwell sweet Love and constant Chastity,
to my Lady Tita, and calmly continued Unspotted Faith, and comely Womanhood, Regard of Honour, and mild Modesty.” But as for Bell, a blush of shame and
exceeding mortification overspread her And it must be said that during this features. No madness of jealousy could evening Bell's conduct was beyond all excuse this open insult to a stranger and praise. Arthur Ashburton was rather a guest. From that moment, Bell adcold and distant towards her, and was dressed herself exclusively to the old obviously in a rather bad temper. He Doctor, and took no more notice of his even hovered on the verge of rudeness son than if he had been in the moon. towards both herself and the Lieute She was deeply hurt, but she managed nant. Now, nothing delighted Bell to conceal her disappointment; and irmore than to vary the even and plea deed, when the boys came in after sant tenor of her life with a series of dinner, she had so far picked up her pretty quarrels which had very little spirits as to be able to talk to them in element of seriousness in them; but that wild way which they regarded with on this evening, when she was pro mingled awe and delight. For they voked into quarrelling in earnest, no could not understand how Auntie Bell thing could exceed the good sense, and was allowed to use strange words, and gentleness, and forbearance she showed. even talk Cumberlandshire to the DocAt dinner she sat between the young tor's own face.
" Eh ?
Of course she plied the boys with “ Hit hard, eh? Gad, I don't wonder all sorts of fruit and sweetmeats, until at it; if I were a young fellow myself Tita, coming suddenly back from the -eh, eh? Claret?
But the campaign in France to the table before young fellows now don't sing about her, peremptorily ordered her to cease. their laughing Lalage, or drink to And then Bell gathered round her the Glycera, or make jokes with Lydia ; it decanters.
is all dreaming, and reading, and sigh"I say, Jack," she observed, in a ing, eh, eh? That boy of mine has whisper, though looking covertly at gone mad-heeds nothing-is ill-temQueen Tita all the time, “what's good pered—” for a fellow that's got a cold ?”
* Decidedly, Doctor.” “I beg your pardon," said Master
Ill-tempered? Why, his Jack, properly.
mother daren't talk to him, and we're “ * What's good for a cold, you stupid, glad to have him go up to his chambers small boy?"
again. Our young friend here is of “But you haven't got a cold, Auntie another sort ; there is no care about a Bell."
woman tempering the healthy brown of “Oh, haven't I! You don't know the sun and the weather, eh ?—is there, there are all sorts of colds. There's the eh ?” little fairy that sits and tickles
with why, my dear Doctor," cried the a feather, just now and again, you know; Lieutenant, with a prodigious laugh, and there's the sweep that drives a tre “ don't you think Lydia's lovermendous whalebone brush up and down, Lydia, dic, you know he was very and makes you blue in the face with glad to be away from rough sports ? fighting him. Mind, when the sweep
He had other enjoyments. does get hold of you, it's a terrible brown, not because of my wish, but bother to shunt him out."
that I have been made to work, that “ Bell,” said my Lady, with a sharp is all.” ness that made the boys look frightened, The Doctor was overjoyed, and, per“ you must not teach the children such haps, a trifle surprised, to find that this phrases."
tali Uhlan, who had just been grooming “ I think it's very hard that a grown two horses, understood his references to up person can't speak three words with Horace; and he immediately cried out being scolded,” remarked Bell, con outfidentially, to Master Tom; and that "No, no; you must not lose your young ruffian, looking covertly at his health, and your colour, and your mother, grinned as widely as a mouthful temper. Would you have your friends of apple would let him.
say of you, who have just been through So the boys had their half-glass of a campaign in France wine, and Bell swept them away with her into the drawing-room, when the
‘Cur neque militaris women left.
Inter æquales militat, Gallica nec lupatis
Temperat ora frenis'? “A very bright young lady-hm!a very bright and pleasant young lady Eh, eh ?" indeed," said the Doctor, stretching out “ Temperat ora frenis—it is a good his short legs with an air of freedom, motto for our driving excursion,” said and beginning to examine the decanters. the Count; “but was it your Miss Bell “I don't wonder the young
fellows rave who called your two fine horses by such about her; eh, Arthur, eh ?"
stupid names as Castor and Pollux ?” Master Arthur rose and left the “ Nevertheless,” said the Doctor, room.
“ Castor was said to have great “Touched, eh ?” said the father, with skill in the management of horses, -eh, his eyes twinkling vehemently, and his eh ?" small gray features twisted into a smile. Certainly,” said the Count. “And
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