tchen, there to prepare Mr. Dyceworthy's tea with all the punctilious
care and nicety befitting the meal of so good a man and so perfect a
saint.

CHAPTER X.

"She believed that by dealing nobly with all, all would show
themselves noble; so that whatsoever she did became her."
HAFIZ.

As the afternoon lengthened, and the sun lowered his glittering shield
towards that part of the horizon where he rested a brief while without
setting, the _Eulalie_,--her white sails spread to the cool, refreshing
breeze,--swept gracefully and swiftly back to her old place on the
Fjord, and her anchor dropped with musical clank and splash, just as Mr.
Dyceworthy entered his house, fatigued, perspiring, and ill-tempered at
the non-success of his day. All on board the yacht were at dinner--a
dinner of the most tasteful and elegant description, such as Sir Philip
Errington well knew how to order and superintend, and Thelma, leaning
against the violet velvet cushions that were piled behind her for her
greater ease, looked,--as she indeed was,--the veritable queen of the
feast. Macfarlane and Duprez had been rendered astonished and bashful by
her excessive beauty. From the moment she came on board with her father,
clad in her simple white gown, with a deep crimson hood drawn over her
fair hair, and tied under her rounded chin, she had taken them all
captive--they were her abject slaves in heart, though they put on very
creditable airs of manly independence and nonchalance. Each man in his
different way strove to amuse or interest her, except, strange to say,
Errington himself, who, though deeply courteous to her, kept somewhat in
the background and appeared more anxious to render himself agreeable to
old Olaf Gueldmar, than to win the good graces of his lovely daughter.
The girl was delighted with everything on board the yacht,--she admired
its elegance and luxury with child-like enthusiasm; she gloried in the
speed with which its glittering prow cleaved the waters; she clapped her
hands at the hiss of the white foam as it split into a creaming pathway
for the rushing vessel; and she was so unaffected and graceful in all
her actions and attitudes, that the slow blood of the cautious
Macfarlane began to warm up by degrees to a most unwonted heat of
admiration. When she had first arrived, Errington, in receiving her, had
seriously apologized for not having some lady to mee