Volume Ii Part 24 (2/2)
In fact every one present, while they regretted Mr. Ellsworth's absence, felt thoroughly convinced that there were various reasons, which gave him the best inclination in the world to be at Wyllys-Roof as soon as possible.
”I hope Mrs. Creighton will come with him too; she will enliven us a little, in the midst of our legal matters,” said Mr. Wyllys.
”Ellsworth mentions Mrs. Creighton's coming particularly; she sends a message to the ladies, through him, which I have already delivered,” replied Hazlehurst, as he took up Mr. Reed's letter, to answer it.
”Well, Agnes, shall we have a game of chess?” said Mr. Wyllys; and the circle was broken up, as the younger ladies joined Mrs.
Taylor in her own room.
The hour of ten, on the following morning, had been fixed for the interview with the sailor and his counsel. Hazlehurst was walking on the piazza, as the time approached, and punctual to the moment, he saw a carriage drive up to the house; in it were Mr.
Reed, Mr. Clapp, and their client. Harry stopped to receive them; and, as they mounted the steps one after the other, he bowed respectfully to Mr. Reed, slightly to Mr. Clapp, and fixed his eye steadily on the third individual.
”Mr. Stanley, Mr. Hazlehurst,” said Mr. Reed, in a quiet, but decided manner.
Harry bowed like a gentleman, Mr. Stanley like a jack-tar. The first steady, inquiring glance of Hazlehurst, was sufficient to show him, that the rival claimant was a man rather shorter, and decidedly stouter than himself, with dark hair and eyes, and a countenance by no means unpleasant, excepting that it bore evident traces of past habits of intemperance; as far as his features went, they certainly reminded Harry of Mr. Stanley's portrait. The sailor's dress was that which might have been worn by a mate, or skipper, on sh.o.r.e; he appeared not in the least daunted, on the contrary he was quite self-possessed, with an air of determination about him which rather took Harry by surprise.
A few indifferent observations were exchanged between Mr. Reed and Hazlehurst, as the party entered the house; they were taken by Harry into the drawing-room, and he then left them, to inform Mrs. Stanley and Mr. Wyllys of their arrival.
Mrs. Stanley, though a woman of a firm character, was very excitable in her temperament, and she dreaded the interview not a little; she had asked Miss Wyllys to remain with her on the occasion. Mr. Wyllys was sent for, and when he had joined the ladies, and Mrs. Stanley had composed herself, their three visitors were ushered into Miss Wyllys's usual sitting-room by Hazlehurst. He introduced Mr. Reed to Mrs. Stanley and Miss Wyllys, named Mr. Clapp, and added, as the sailor approached: ”Mr. Reed's client, ma'am.”
”Mr. William Stanley,” added Mr. Reed, firmly, but respectfully.
Mrs. Stanley had risen from her seat, and after curtseying to the lawyers, she turned very pale, as the name of her husband's son was so deliberately applied, by a respectable man, to the individual before her.
”I was just asking Mr. Stanley, when Mr. Hazlehurst joined us,”
observed the forward Mr. Clapp, ”if he remembered Wyllys-Roof at all; but he says his recollections of this place are rather confused.”
”When were you here last, sir?” asked Mr. Wyllys of the sailor, giving him a searching look at the same time.
”About five years ago,” was the cool reply, rather to Mr.
Wyllys's surprise.
”Five years ago!--I have no recollection of the occasion.”
The rest of the party were looking and listening, with curious, anxious interest.
”You don't seem to have much recollection of me, at all, sir,”
said the sailor, rather bitterly.
”Do you mean to say, that you were in this house five years ago?”
asked Mr. Wyllys.
”I was here, but I didn't say I was in the house.”
”What brought you here?”
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