Volume Ii Part 16 (1/2)

”She will probably succeed,” replied Elinor, in a quiet, natural voice.

Miss Agnes, who had just entered the room, heard the remark, and was gratified by the easy tone in which Elinor had spoken. Since Hazlehurst's return, Elinor's manner towards him had been just what her aunt thought proper under the circ.u.mstances; it was quite unembarra.s.sed and natural, though, of course, there was more reserve than during the years they had lived so much together, almost as brother and sister. We are obliged to leave the ladies for the present, and follow Hazlehurst to his tete-a-tete dinner with Mr. Henley.

We pa.s.s over the meal itself, which was very good in its way; nor shall we dare to raise the curtain, and reveal certain communications relating to affairs of state, political and diplomatic, which were discussed by the minister and his secretary. Harry heard some Rio Janeiro news too, which seemed to amuse him, but would scarcely have any interest for the reader.

At length, as Mr. Henley and Harry were picking their nuts, the minister happened to enquire the day of the month.

”It is the twentieth, I believe, sir; and by the same token, to-morrow will be my birth-day,”

”Your birth-day, will it?--How old may you be?”

”Twenty-seven, if I remember right.”

”I had thought you two or three years younger. Well, I wish you a long life and a happy!”

”Thank you, sir; I am much obliged to you for the interest you have always shown me.”

”No need of thanks, Harry; it is only what your father's son had a right to expect from me.”

A silence of a moment ensued, when Mr. Henley again spoke.

”You are seven-and-twenty, you say, Hazlehurst?--let me give you a piece of advice--don't let the next ten years pa.s.s without marrying.”

”I was just about making up my mind, at Rio, to be a gay bachelor, my dear sir,” said Harry.

”Yes; I remember to have heard you say something of the kind; but take my advice, and marry, unless you have some very good reason for not doing so.”

Hazlehurst made no answer, but helped himself to another supply of nuts. ”More easily said than done, perhaps,” he observed.

”Nonsense!--There are many amiable young women who would suit you; and it would be strange if you could not meet with one that would have you. Some pretty, lady-like girl. I dare say you know twenty such, in Philadelphia, or even here, at Saratoga.”

”Five hundred, no doubt,” replied Harry; ”but suppose the very woman I should fancy, would not fancy me.” Whether he was thinking of his past experience with Jane, or not, we cannot say.

”I don't see that a woman can find any reasonable fault with you--you do well enough, my good fellow, as the world goes; and I am sure there are, as you say, five hundred young women to choose from. In that point a man has the best of it; young girls of a certain cla.s.s, if not angels, are at least generally unexceptionable; but there are many men, unhappily, whose moral reputations are, and should be obstacles in a woman's eyes.”

'A regular old bachelor's notion, a mere marriage of convenience,' thought Harry, who rather resented the idea of the five hundred congenial spirits, in the shape of suitable young ladies.

”You are surprised, perhaps, to hear this from me,” continued Mr.

Henley.

”No, sir: for I once before heard you express much the same opinion.”

”Did you?--I don't often think or speak on such matters; but I remember to have heard you talk about a single life occasionally, at Rio; and I always intended to give this piece of advice to my nephews, and to you, Harry. If I were to live my life over again, I should marry myself; for of late years I have felt the want of a home, and one can't have a pleasant home without the women.”

”There I agree with you, sir, entirely.”

”That is more than some gay, rattling young fellows would admit.

Since you think so,” continued Mr. Henley, smiling, ”perhaps you have also fixed upon some amiable young girl, who would be a pleasant companion for you.”

Hazlehurst was silent.