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Johnson is going far north,
and was very good in staying with her at Southampton till she could
move. Poor little thing! alone in a strange country! I'll tell you
what! One of you must run down by train, meet her, and either bring
her home in a fly, or wait to be picked up by Raymond's train. Take
her Miles's letter."
The two young men glanced at one another in dismay, and the elder
said, "Wouldn't nurse do better?"
"No, no, Frank," said the younger, catching a distressed look on
their mother's face, "I'll look up Miles's little African. I've
rather a curiosity that way. Only don't let them start the bells
under the impression that we are a pair of the victims. If so, I
shall bolt."
"Julius must be the nearest bolting," said Frank. "How he
accomplished it passes my comprehension. I shall not believe in it
till I see him. There, then, I'll give orders. Barouche for the
squire, van for the rector, and the rattling fly for the sailor's
wife. So wags the course of human life," chanted Frank Charnock, as
he strolled out of the room.


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