Wych Hazel Part 37
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'There's nothing there _but_ a little brown room, my dear.'
'I do not care, sir. Mrs. Saddler must have a spare blanker among her stores. And I would leave word up yonder that I had unexpectedly gone away for a time.--And it would be fun,' said Miss Hazel, decidedly. 'Besides the other advantages.'
'What will happen to all the princes who are coming after the princess?'
'They will learn--self-control,' said Miss Hazel. 'I have been told lately that it is a good thing.'
'Not formerly?'
'The last time made the most impression, sir. As last times are apt to do.'
'Miss Hazel, I have a request to make to you,' Mr. Falkirk said, after allowing a minute or two of silence to succeed the last remark.
'What, sir? That I will not sing so loud in the little brown room as to disturb your repose? I can promise _that_.'
'You have not got your horses yet.'
'No, sir. I am sure I ought to know so much,' said the girl with a sigh.
'Rollo will see to it. You forget, my dear, we have been but a few days here. Miss Hazel, do you remember the story of the enchanted horse in the Arabian Nights?'
'With great clearness, sir. In everything but his appearance it was just the horse I should like.'
'Just the horse I am afraid of. The cavalier turned a screw and the lady was gone. I request that you will mount n.o.body's steed, not even your own, without consulting me first that I may make sure all is safe. It is still more true than it was the other night that I require your co-operation to discharge my trust.'
'Why, of course I should consult you, sir!' she said, with some surprise.
'That is all, Miss Hazel. Rollo will give his oversight to the woods. Only don't engage yourself to anybody for a ride till you _have_ consulted me. Do you agree to that form of precaution-taking?'
'Certainly, sir. I am sure I referred Mr. Morton to you at once,' said Miss Hazel, drinking her tea. And Mr. Falkirk, in a silence that was meditative if not gloomy, lay and watched her. It was a little book room where they were, perhaps the largest on that floor, however; a man's room. The walls all books and maps, with deer horns, a small telescope and pistols for a few of its varieties. Yet it was cheerful too, and in perfect order; and Mr. Falkirk was lying on a comfortable chintz couch. Papers and writing materials and books had been displaced from one end of the table for Hazel's tea. That over, the young lady brought a foot-cus.h.i.+on to the side of Mr.
Falkirk's couch and established herself there, much refreshed.
'It is great fun to come to tea with you, sir! Now, may I go on with business? or are you too tired?'
'Suppose I say I am too tired?' growled Mr. Falkirk, 'what will you do?'
Hazel glanced up at him from under her eyelashes.
'Wait, sir. I am learning to wait, beautifully!' she answered with great demureness. 'Then suppose I go and tell Mrs.
Saddler about my room?'
'Go along,' said Mr. Falkirk. 'Give your orders. You had better send up to the house for some furniture. You'll make Mrs. Saddler happy at any rate. I am not so sure about Gotham.
But Gotham has too easy a life in general.'
They had a lively time of it in the other part of the house for the next half day. And so had Mr. Falkirk in his, for that matter: the sweet voice and laugh and song, somehow, penetrated to his study as grosser sounds might have failed to do. It was towards tea-time again when Wych Hazel presented herself in the study on the tips of her toes, and subsiding once more to her cus.h.i.+on glanced up as before at Mr. Falkirk.
'Has the fatigue of yesterday gone off, sir?'
'No; but I see the business has come. Can you be comfortable in your mousehole? Let us have the business, my dear. If it is knotty perhaps it will make me forget my ankle.'
'Ah!' she said remorsefully, 'I was talking of fatigue, sir-- not of pain. Is the pain very bad?'
'No, my dear; but I was always inclined to the epicurian side of philosophy, and partial to anodynes; or even counter- irritants.'
'Whose bandage have you got on?' she said curiously.
'Whose? My own.'
'Dear sir, I do not mean as to the linen! Mr. Rollo was coming down to teach Gotham, and I wondered which of them took a lesson. That is all.'
'H'm! Ask Gotham,' said Mr. Falkirk.
'I wish I had been here to see,' said Wych Hazel. 'Never mind, I will next time. By the way, sir, did you leave any orders for me yesterday morning with anybody?'
'What do you mean, my dear?' said her guardian, rather opening his eyes. It is to be noted that though he growled and frowned as much as ever, there had come into Mr. Falkirk's mien an undoubted softening of expression since yesterday.
'I merely asked, sir. But now for business. Mrs. Powder is to have a grand explosion in the way of a dinner party next week.
And she wants me to come and help touch off the fireworks. May I go?'
'What did you tell her?'
'That I would if you would, sir.'
'Is this the business?'
'Item the first, sir.'
'Well, my dear. Anything conditional upon my movements for some time to come will probably have to be vetoed. But you will have offers of a subst.i.tute.'
'The Marylands are going, sir.'
'Of course.'
'Well, Mr. Falkirk, suppose subst.i.tutes do offer,--what then?'
'Then you will follow your pleasure, Miss Hazel.'
'Thank you, sir. The next item seems to be a mild form of this: a little evening party at Mrs. Gen. Merrick's. And Mrs.
Merrick hearing of your accident, sent a note to say that Miss Bird would convey me to Merricksdale, safe and in good order.'
'Who is Miss Bird?'
'Don't you remember, sir? She came to see me the same morning the Lasalle party came.'
'There are a great many Birds,' said Mr. Falkirk, grumpily, 'and they are not all pigeons.'
'But, my dear Mr. Falkirk, however important such natural history facts may be, they do not exactly meet the case in hand.'
'I don't know whether they meet it or no. Can't you go with Miss Maryland?'
Wych Hazel Part 37
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