FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   638   639   640   641   642   643   644   645   646   647   648   649   650   651   652   653   654   655   656   657   658   659   660   661   662  
663   664   665   666   667   668   669   670   671   672   673   674   675   676   677   678   679   680   681   682   683   684   685   686   687   >>   >|  
lower-pot beside it. Doubtless the window, which faced the southern sun, had been left open by the kind old man in order to cheer the bird and to gladden the plant. Waife's well-known pipe, and a tobacco-pouch worked for him by Sophys fairy fingers, lay on a table near the fireplace, between casement and door; and George saw with emotion the Bible which he himself had given to the wanderer lying also on the table, with the magnifying-glass which Waife had of late been obliged to employ in reading. Waife's habitual neatness was visible in the aspect of the room. To George it was evident that the very chairs had been arranged by his hand; that his hand had courteously given that fresh coat of varnish to the wretched portrait of a man in blue coat and buff waistcoat, representing, no doubt, the lamented spouse of the hospitable widow. George beckoned to Hartopp to come also and look within; and as the worthy trader peeped over his shoulder, the clergyman said, whisperingly, "Is there not something about a man's home which attests his character?--No 'pleading guilty' here." Hartopp was about to answer, when they heard the key turn sharply in the outer door, and had scarcely time to draw somewhat back from the casement when Waife came hurriedly into the room, followed, not by Merle, but by the tall rough-looking horseman whom they had encountered on the road. "Thank Heaven," cried Waife, sinking on a chair, "out of sight, out of hearing now! Now you may speak; now I can listen! O wretched son of my lost angel, whom I so vainly sought to save by the sacrifice of all my claims to the respect of men, for what purpose do you seek me? I have nothing left that you can take away! Is it the child again? See--see--look round-search the house if you will--she is not here." "Bear with me, if you can, sir," said Jasper, in tones that were almost meek; "you, at least, can say nothing that I will not bear. But I am in my right when I ask you to tell me, without equivocation or reserve, if Sophy, though not actually within these walls, be near you, in this town or its neighbourhood?--in short, still under your protection?" "Not in this town--not near it--not under my protection; I swear." "Do not swear, father; I have no belief in other men's oaths. I believe your simple word. Now comes my second question--remember I am still strictly in my right--where is she?--and under whose care?" "I will not say. One reason why I have abando
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   638   639   640   641   642   643   644   645   646   647   648   649   650   651   652   653   654   655   656   657   658   659   660   661   662  
663   664   665   666   667   668   669   670   671   672   673   674   675   676   677   678   679   680   681   682   683   684   685   686   687   >>   >|  



Top keywords:
George
 

Hartopp

 
wretched
 

protection

 
casement
 

Heaven

 

hearing

 
sinking
 

claims

 

sought


respect
 

sacrifice

 

vainly

 

purpose

 

listen

 
belief
 

simple

 
father
 
neighbourhood
 

reason


abando

 

question

 

remember

 

strictly

 

Jasper

 

search

 

reserve

 

equivocation

 

wanderer

 

magnifying


fireplace
 

emotion

 

obliged

 
employ
 

evident

 

chairs

 

arranged

 

courteously

 
aspect
 
reading

habitual

 

neatness

 
visible
 

fingers

 

southern

 

Doubtless

 

window

 

worked

 

Sophys

 

tobacco