o meet him; and the poor
wretch buried his head in that faithful bosom, screaming to her to save
him from he knew not what.
She put her arms round him, soothed him, wept over him sacred tears. "My
William! my own William! Yes, I will take care of you! Nothing shall
hurt you,--my own, own!"
Vain, drunken, brutal, unfaithful. Yes: but her husband still.
There was a knock at the door.
"Who is that?" she cried, with her usual fierceness, terrified for his
character, not terrified for herself.
"Mr. Thurnall, madam. Have you any laudanum in the house?"
"Yes, here! Oh, come in! Thank God you are come! What is to be done?"
Tom looked for the laudanum bottle, and poured out a heavy dose.
"Make him take that, madam, and put him to bed. I will wait downstairs
awhile!"
"Thurnall, Thurnall!" calls Trebooze, "don't leave me, old fellow! you
are a good fellow. I say, forgive and forget. Don't leave me! Only don't
leave me, for the room is as full of devils as--"
* * * * *
An hour after, Tom and Tardrew were walking home together.
"He is quite quiet now, and fast asleep."
"Will he mend, sir?" asks Tardrew.
"Of course, he will: and perhaps in more ways than one. Best thing that
could have happened--will bring him to his senses, and he'll start
fresh."
"We'll hope so,--he's been mad, I think, ever since he heard of that
cholera."
"So have others: but not with brandy," thought Tom: but he said nothing.
"I say, sir," quoth Tardrew, after a while, "how's Parson Headley?"
"Getting well, I'm happy to say."
"Glad to hear it, sir. He's a good man, after all; though we did have
our differences. But he's a good man, and worked like one."
"He did."
Silence again.
"Never heard such beautiful prayers in all my life, as he made over my
poor maid."
"I don't doubt it," said Tom. "He understands his business at heart,
though he may have his fancies."
"And so do some others," said Tardrew in a gruff tone, as if half to
himself, "who have no fancies.... Tell you what it is, sir: you was
right this time; and that's plain truth. I'm sorry to hear talk of your
going."
"My good sir," quoth Tom, "I shall be very sorry to go. I have found
place and people here as pleasant as man could wish: but go I must."
"Glad you're satisfied, sir; wish you was going to stay," says Tardrew.
"Seen Miss Harvey this last day or two, sir?"
"Yes. You know she's to keep her school?"
"I
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