is doing this
evening," Mr. Dalrymple said.

Mr. Dalrymple, much to his relief, found that the boy, his son's
preserver, was progressing as favourably as the case permitted. The poor
boy was manifestly suffering much pain, but he made no complaint or
murmur. He was able to tell his simple story.

On the previous day when he had first seen Arthur and his sister, he
had been on his way to Redloaning from the neighbouring village of
Westburn, to see if he could get any kind of light employment in the
former place. His mother was dead, and his father had lately enlisted in
the army, leaving his boy to his own fate and fortunes. He had succeeded
in obtaining a situation in Redloaning as a message-boy, but the place
would not be vacant for a few days. So after passing a night in the
village he was returning next day to Westburn, to remain there until he
could enter upon his new duties. He was attracted by the show and stir
and bravery of the games, and, like Arthur, lingered a while to watch
the gay on-goings.

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There he saw his young benefactor of the previous day before the latter
saw him. The kindness and generosity of Arthur and his sister were yet
fresh in his heart; the moment came when he saw an opportunity of
repaying those kind offices, and I have tried to show you how he seized
and used it.

Andy received the tenderest nursing, and more kindness and gentleness,
probably, were compressed into the weeks he lay in bed than had fallen
to his lot during the whole of his previous life.

"Arthur," Kitty said, on the first day that her brother and she saw
Andy, "hasn't it all been strange about Andy and you?" Then a funny
little smile came into her eyes, and she added, "You see, Arthur,
_Charles was determined to have some adventures_, as you wrote; but it
was you who got them. By-the-bye, you never told us what became of the
little hen."

"I can't tell you. I never saw it again. I don't think it was hurt by
the carriage, and it may be wandering about the hill-side still, and
perhaps it may wander back home again."

Andy's progress towards complete recovery from his hurt was slow and at
times painful. But at last he did get well and strong again. When he was
quite able for work, instead of taking the situation at Redloaning,
which had been long since filled up, he went into Mrs. Dalrymple's
service as assistant to the gardeners at Fircroft, a post he was still
filling with much success and credit w