Evan Harrington -- Volume 7

he Southwest, and long sweeping clouds, salu

to him in the background: 'Out of our halls, degraded youth: The smiles of turbaned matrons: the sighs of delicate maids; genial wit, educated talk, refined scandal, vice in h

es done! Not banished from the help that is always reached to us when we have fairly taken the right road: and that for him is the road to Lymport. Let the kingdom of Gilt Gingerbread howl as it will! We are no longer children, but men: men who have bitten hard at experience, and know the value of a toot

ith his look of insolent pleasure, Andrew, the moment an eye was on him, exhibited the cleverest impersonation of the dumps ever seen: while Mr.

e down, my boy,' said Andrew

it?' Evan answ

xclaimed Raikes. 'T

you're acting

est fall like a c

it the whole morning! There's violent inflammation, I'm persuad

rned to

ink he'll

m has taken his bad luck. Ahem! Perhaps he'll be all the stricte

't a man of honour!' Ra

f the money to let him off, no doubt; but Mr. Raikes has spent it, I can't lend it, and you haven't got it, and there

ous face, Andrew fell into louder laugh

ss wide brown heaths, whose outlines raised in Evan's mind the night of his funeral

of Fallow fi

ndrew

d don't you talk to me, but let me go in. It'll be just the hour he dines in the

squeeze, at which Andrew had to gulp dow

onders. All London looked on me! It had more effect on me than champagne. Now I hear it-the whole charm has vanished! I can't see a sin

nkey to wear

d Raikes. 'This is the first coach I ever travelled on, without making the o

ed between Evan and Andrew as to which should pay. Evan had

us two, Andrew. I would hav

in't paying-it 's the credi

urt at his lack of principle, that Andrew

ve my own way, Van, I '

sir, by treating

contentedly against one of the posts of the inn till the filthy dispute was arranged to the satisfaction of the ignobler mind

ow me,

e London Mr.

d. No danger as yet. But, mind! if you attempt to conceal him fro

y showed a

ainst any one of his whimsies, or there's consequences: bu

oor shut on the first landing. Andrew went to this door and knocked. No answer. He tried to open it, but found that he ha

ountry. Be off; make an appointment.

ay of an emphatic reply and a silencing one,

imacing, but friendly, as if his symp

done it. Won my bet,

ures! What a state th

eyed his brother incredulousl

while he sank into a chair and rubbed his handkerchief over his

. I've had all the

ying such cattle,' O

bankrupt-owe fifty t

! h

ehold furniture to be s

ay w

! h

ut "pitiless storms" to my poor Harry-no shelter to be had unle

urst of laughter, and when this was expended and reflection came, his

an enough. Ha! ha! Nan-I say- eh? ho

ce, appeared to be too strongly i

an, eh? d' ye th

om? They must go there, or

op down to the y

sleep in the

-'cept as housemaids. 'Gad, they're howling like ca

uck his forehead, and leaned forward, saying: 'I don't know-'pon my hon

w had told him. Whereupon Andrew defied him to face three miserable women on the verge of hysterics; and

w; 'but if poor Harry should find me

eenly, and rapped the t

a

'll keep the sec

make pr

life for me! I did it

e of your jokes-I see

been making

om, who now had his brother to laugh at as well

ll. What do you think? When I told him of our smash-ha! ha! it isn't such a bad joke

oung dog!' cried Old

believed it, you stupid Old Tom? Lord! to hear him say how sorry

us!' To

e a deuced deal prouder than fifty pe

is brother's abuse of him to pass, declaring that bandying

ajor, Nan? He co

'Lucky if he keeps his

ff to the

to keep him company,' added T

wear not to split on me, because it would really upset poor Harry so. Sh

?' Tom jerked out his hand,

back to Harry, and begged her to have poor Van at the house told her what I hoped you'd do for him a

ly-

aid it'd hurt her sis

excellent fun, and would

s,

e. She was easy enoug

nte

, and

his Company; and-through Evan I heard-the Duke had his name struck off. After that, the Major swore at the Duke once or twice, and said Caroline wasn't to go out with him. Suddenly, he insists that she shall go. Days the poor thing kept crying! One day, he makes her go. She hasn't the spirit of my Harry or the Countess. By good luck, Van, who was hunting ferns for some friends of his, met them on Sunday in Richmond Park, and Van took her away from the Duke. But, Tom, think of Van seeing a fellow watching her wherever she went, and hearing the Duke's coachman tell that fellow he had orders to drive his master and a lady hard on to the sea that night. I don't believe it-it wasn't Caroline! But what do yo

under a heavy frown. His mouth worked dubiously, and, from moment to moment, he

over once,' he said. 'Wis

ew n

ever boasted of our connec

dly watching Old Tom's change o

t quiet from his

d, swung his foot, and gave one grim kick at the imaginary bundle of villains, discharged them headlong straight into space. Andrew, naturally imitative, and seeing that he had now to kick them flying, attempted to excel Old Tom in the vigour of his delivery. No wonder that the efforts of both were heating: they were engaged in the task of ridding the globe of the larger half of its inhabitants. Tom perceived Andrew's useless emulation, and with a sound translated by 'yack,' sent his leg out a long way. Not to be outdone, Andrew immediately, with a still louder 'yack,' committed hi

nner they

uoted a scrap of Latin, at which the brothers Cogglesby, who would have faced peers and princes without being disconcerted, or performing mental genuflexions, shut their mouths and looked injured, unhappy, and in the presence of a superior: Mr. Raikes not being the man to spare them. Moreover, a surprise was afforded to Evan. Andrew stated to Old Tom that the hospitality of Main Street, Lymport,-was open to him. Strange to say, Old Tom accepted it on the spot, observing, 'You're master of t