CHAPTER VI.

It was a lovely morning, notwithstanding it was November--the rain had

wholly ceased, and the clear and almost cloudless sky showed every

indication of a fine day; so that Frank had an excellent opportunity of

witnessing the view of the sea to which the squire had alluded, and with

which he was very much gratified. But, for all this, our little hero was

looking forward to a far more interesting sight, in the persons of the

fair ladies he had fully made up his mind to meet that morning at

breakfast; though the altered tones of their voices still exceedingly

puzzled him. Wishing, however, to appear to the greatest possible

advantage, he no sooner got back to the house, than, under the pretext

of just seeing Vernon for a minute, he took the opportunity of brushing

up his hair, and all that sort of thing. Having so done, and being by no

means dissatisfied with the result, he again descended the stairs, and,

with a throbbing heart, entered the breakfast room. Here he found the

master of the house, with his amiable little wife, and three young

ladies, already seated around the table--yes, three young

ladies--actually one more in number than he had anticipated; but, alas!

how different from those he had hoped to see. Instead of the lovely

forms he and Vernon had been so forcibly struck with the day before, he

perceived three very indifferent-looking young women--one, a thin little

crooked creature, with sharp contracted features, which put him in mind

of the head of a skinned rabbit--another with an immense flat unmeaning

face; and the third, though better-looking than her two companions, was

a silly little flippant miss in her teens, rejoicing in a crop of

luxuriant curls which swept over her shoulders as she returned Frank's

polite bow--when the squire introduced him to the assembled company--as

much as to say, "I'm not for you, sir, at any price; so, pray don't for

a moment fancy such a thing." The other two spinsters returned his

salutation less rudely; but he set down the whole trio as the most

uninteresting specimens of womankind he had ever met.

"Come," said the squire addressing himself to Frank, who, surprised as

well as disappointed, was looking a little as if he couldn't help it,

"Come, come Mr Trevelyan, here we are all assembled at last; so make the

best use of your time, and then for waging war against the partridges."

Frank did make the best use of his time, and a most excellent breakfast,

though he puzzled his brains exceedingly during the whole time he was so

occupied with turning it over in his mind, how it was possible that such

a delightful couple as the founders of the feast, could have produced so

unprepossessing a progeny; whilst Timothy--who, though it was no part of

his duty to wait at table, which was performed by a well-dressed

man-servant out of livery--managed, on some pretext or other, to be

continually coming in and out of the room, and every time contrived to

catch Frank's eye, and, by a knowing grin, to let him know that he both

understood the cause, and was exceedingly amused at his perplexity.

No sooner had Frank eaten and drank to his heart's content, than he

declared his readiness to attend the squire to the field. Here they fell

in with several coveys of partridges, and the squire, being an excellent

shot, brought down his birds in fine style; added to which he knocked

over a woodcock and several snipes; but it was otherwise with Frank,

whose shooting experience being rather limited, after missing several

easy shots, terminated the day by wounding a cow slightly, and killing a

guinea-hen that flew out of a hedge adjoining a farm-yard the sportsmen

were passing, which, mistaking for some wild gallinaceous animal or

other, he blazed away at, without inquiring as to the particular species

to which it might possibly belong. But so far from being cast down with

his ill success, or the laughter his more effective shots had raised at

his expense, he enjoyed the day amazingly, fully resolved to have

another bout at it on the morrow; and so he and the worthy squire

returned homewards together in the best possible humour with each other;

the latter delighted with Frank, and Frank equally well pleased with the

squire.

But Frank felt very sheepish about what his friend Vernon Wycherley

would say as to the result of the predictions he had that morning made,

and how he should manage to put a bold front upon the matter, so as to

have the laugh all on his own side; a sort of thing he couldn't arrange

any how; but still he would not pass so near his friend's bedroom,

without looking in to ask him how he was getting on, when, to his great

surprise, he found not only the bed, but even the apartment unoccupied.

"Ah, well!" said Frank, "I'm rejoiced, poor fellow, he's so much better

than I expected; and _it's all for the best_ that I find the bird flown,

which spares me the vexation of confessing to him the blunder I made in

my calculations this morning, which he must have found out long before

this."

Having relieved his mind by these observations, he repaired to his own

room, and having shifted his attire, and made the best of himself his

limited wardrobe would admit, was again in the act of descending the

stairs, when he encountered Timothy, who, with a grin that distended his

mouth wellnigh from ear to ear, begged to direct him to the

drawing-room, which was on the same floor with the bed chambers, where,

he informed him, "the gen'lman was a-laying up top o' the sofer, and

a-telkin' away brave with the young ladies--I say," observed Timothy,

winking his eye to give greater expression to his words--"I say--he's a

ben there for hours, bless'ee; for no sooner did mun[12] hear their

sweet voices a-passing long the passage, than ha ups a-ringing away to

the bell, which I takes care to answer; so ha tips me yef-a-crown to

help mun on we us cloaz, which I did ready and wullin'; and then,

guessing what mun 'ud like to be yefter, I ups with my gen'lman

pick-a-back, and puts[13] mun with ma right into drawing-room, an drops

mun flump down all vittey[14] amongst the ladies a-top of the sofer; and

if you wants to see a body look plazed, just step in yer"--added he,

laying his hand on the lock of the door, which they had then

reached--"only just step in yer, and look to mun."

"Then most heartily do I pity his taste," thought Frank; but he didn't

say so, and passed through the door Timothy had opened for him, who duly

announced him to the party within. But how shall we attempt to describe

Frank's amazement, when he discovered of whom the party consisted? He

had indeed been surprised at meeting persons so totally different from

what he had expected that morning at breakfast, but he was now perfectly

thunderstruck at the sight which burst upon his astonished vision.

There was Mr Vernon Wycherley reclining at his ease on an elegant sofa,

his head comfortably propped up with pillows, and as far, at any rate,

as face was concerned, appearing not a bit the worse for his late

accident, and making himself quite at home; and there, too, seated near

him, were those lovely creatures who had excited the admiration of our

two young heroes on the preceding day: there they were, both of them,

dressed most becomingly, and looking most bewitchingly lady-like,

employed about some of those little matters of needlework, which afford

no impediment to conversation, chatting away with their new acquaintance

in the most friendly and agreeable manner possible.

Blackwoods Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 59, No. 365, March, 1846 · 第 4 / 9 章