Luttrell Of Arran

e, Sir," said the sailor in a whisper to Vyn

id you f

nder, Sir; he seemed to have been crying,

e from ten to twelve, he was slightly though strongly built, and carried himself erect as a soldier. The dress which Vyner at first thought was entirely made of skins was only in reality trimmed with these, being

, my little fellow?" asked

mly, as he looked u

ou always l

as I re

do yo

of the mountain-at

ask you

oy, proudly, "is Harr

tionately on the boy's shoulders; but the little fellow seem

on of John Ham

at is yo

, repressing a smile-"

ou own th

es

have you

nce-partly thr

will you

hether we like the place and find it agreeable to us

e do! I do

e last words. They were like the declaration of one who felt himself so secu

ish it? We are not very like

mselves," said the boy, insolen

island, my little man! Have

-no

to you but fat

ds unmoved; but the struggle was too much, and he had to turn aw

d Vyner, with kindness. "Come down with me here, and se

o see her. I wa

th us first, and see the strange place we live in. C

I liked," said the boy, as he

not have to

l me Harry? I n

suspect. At least, I used to c

more, then," sa

d w

a tripped up the cabin ladder and stood before him. The long yellow ringlets fell on her shoulders and her neck, and her lustrous blue eyes were wide in astonishment at the figure in front of her. As fo

you, Ada," said her father

usoe, papa," said

he speech seemed to strike some chord in the little girl's heart, for she went freely towards him a

e is mine!" said

r owns the whole of these islands. But come along into the cabin,

ed his amazement. He ate and drank, too, with the same air of composure, and bore himself throughout with a quiet dignity that was remarkable. Ada displayed before him her prettiest toys, her games, and her picture-books, and was half piqued at the little evidences of astonishment

ce mastered her, "you have got such masses of

ow to shoot the seagulls, and a hatche

o with a hatchet?"

s on an uninhabited island; or sometimes I think I'm fight

. Girls do not

deeply; and, ashamed of his blunde

ll were walking the deck an

assumes the incognito, all attempt at recognition is offensive. Besides, what is it to lead to? You ca

that he was within a mile of me, and that I never went to se

the opinions you find in an anonymous book, because, even supposing they are his, he has not thought proper to avow them; well, you owe exactly the same deference to him

t forgive me if I left withou

rried, and I do not pretend to know what are t

not been one single calamity of his life, from the day we broke with him, that is not traceable to us. His unfortunate line in politics, his low

orning call from you is th

more than his match, and he gave way to me on every question of this sort. It may be-I'd like to think it might prove the case--that this old sentiment has not died out of his heart, that,

eaning self-confidence. There is, I don't deny it, a certain 'gentleman' element in him, but it is dashed with s

ead dissentingly,

ued: "Well, then, you'd cut off the one tie he has in life, and not substitute another. Besides, don't you remember what o

ng; and it was only as he saw the crimson flush in the other's

ly a brass farthing. Our dinner company with old Crab and the German Fran can scarcely

like Luttrell immen

connected with-who can take up the game of society where it left off last night, and have not to

'll tell him, in a few words, how I chanced to come here, and I'll ask if he

ou'll get as well as

hat will

u hange

quarrelling, children?" cried Vyner, as

boat and had her shipwrecked, and saved by the little negro; a

if I were to write him a note and say that I have d

said the boy, reddening at what he thought

orce, my dear boy; I inten

not very clear, or that it was combined

hope you will not be displeased if he should stay and dine with us. I have a little girl of his own age who

know," said t

what, my l

said he; and a slight

are fo

y at daybreak and never come back till late at nigh

eyes turned alternately from her father to the child, the sense of her own happy lot, lo

stily. "Men like their sons to be trained up in the free habits they enjoye

it?" said he,

ch!" cried

nows with what thoughts, sighed faintly, while two heavy tears rolled

ell, "that his father is almost indifferent about him; he never kn

es any other road. What could remain of your great scholar and double first man after years of association with brutal companionship and a peasant

e felt Ada's hand in his own; she drew him to one side, and whispered, "H

bin by himself, but whatever passed between him and the boy, the result, so far as pers

ake this young gentleman on shore. I wi

ch of them a look of sorrow at parting; but the boy's face had a fl

te was in

allow an old friend to see

ionatel

ais V

e to Grenfell, but hande

apa," whispered Ada, "nor a

fuse, and does not care to accept. If papa will let you come out to breakfast with us to-morrow, Harry,

rock yonder. Well, a little more inland, where the water i

in turn, shaking hands with Vyner, and Ada, and the governess; and

hose men whose egotism even a child could wound. "Is that bo

e his face took that ex

is not a

good

it is strikingly regular and well proportione

as ever breathed. I think, after what I told you, y

d call a 'Wunderkind,' Mademoiselle

e-pitied, and not the less-f

k in German. There he is, Ada, waving

times to him, and then has

ell's leave to call

u would," was

d made my request in the n

rt, I beg, if I ever should turn hermit, that you'll not think yourself bound to

ake you out of your cave, or whatever you call

y more till tea-time,"

me? I'm for a ramble over t

the musi

, "which proves incontestably the utter hopelessness of Ireland. The write

n hurrying below, he found Ada seated at t

r, Ada darling?"

ugh she seldom spoke to him or noticed him, he used to

im, Ada; the poor boy has

he only hopes he'll never have to l

k of his fat

er he was at home or abroad, and that it was so pleas

d you agree

swam in tears. "I could have told hi

id, "Get over this music-lesson now, and whenever you are free tell Mr. Crab to hoist

enfell goi

g; but why

o with you alone. It is alway

own who could tolerate him." If this were a reflection that had more than once occurred to his mind, it usually ended by impressing the conviction that he, Vyner, must have rare qualities of head and heart, not merely to endure, but actually to almost like, a companionship for which none other would have

as yet," said he to himself, with a smile;

xurious awning. "This fellow writes well; he shows that the Irish never had any civilisation, nor, ex

be anything the bette

own to all this savagery. It may rescue you from the regret of having a gentleman s

se of Derryvaragh," said Vyner, "if

yourself when you meet a priest, and wea

he English influences you spoke of so feelingly

will come over here to see y

y Grenfell?" said h

me the fee-simple of the

nst all the bogs that ever engulphed an oak forest. But what

ructions of your charming islan

r, Sir; he has stuck it in

," muttered Vyner. "I wo