“I am glad to hear it. But it is nearly time for breakfast, for which
ceremony I am myself hardly in trim yet.”
So saying, Funkelstein turned, and walked away with some precipitation.
What occasioned Hugh a little surprise; was, that he did not ask him one
question more as to how he had passed the night. He had, of course, slept
in the house, seeing he presented himself in deshabille.
Hugh hastened to his own room, where, under the anti-ghostial influences
of the bath, he made up his mind not to say a word about the apparition to
any one.
“Well, Mr. Sutherland, how have you spent the night?” said Mr. Arnold,
greeting him.
“I slept with profound stupidity,” answered Hugh; “a stupidity, in fact,
quite worthy of the folly of the preceding wager.”
This was true, as relating to the time during which he had slept, but was,
of course, false in the impression it gave.
“Bravo!” exclaimed Mr. Arnold, with an unwonted impulsiveness. “The best
mood, I consider, in which to meet such creations of other people’s
brains! And you positively passed a pleasant night in the awful chamber?
That is something to tell Euphra. But she is not down yet. You have
restored the character of my house, Mr. Sutherland; and next to his own
character, a man ought to care for that of his house. I am greatly in your
debt, sir.”
At this moment, Euphra’s maid brought the message, that her mistress was
sorry she was unable to appear at breakfast.
Mrs. Elton took her place.
“The day is so warm and still, Mr. Arnold, that I think Lady Emily might
have a drive to-day. Perhaps Miss Cameron may be able to join us by that
time.”
“I cannot think what is the matter with Euphra,” said Mr. Arnold. “She
never used to be affected in this way.”
“Should you not seek some medical opinion?” said Mrs. Elton. “These
constant headaches must indicate something wrong.”
The constant headache had occurred just once before, since Mrs. Elton had
formed one of the family. After a pause, Mr. Arnold reverted to the former
subject.
“You are most welcome to the carriage, Mrs. Elton. I am sorry I cannot
accompany you myself; but I must go to town to-day. You can take Mr.
Sutherland with you, if you like. He will take care of you.”
“I shall be most happy,” said Hugh.
“So shall we all,” responded Mrs. Elton kindly. “Thank you, Mr. Arnold;
though I am sorry you can’t go with us.”
“What hour shall I order the carriage?”
“About one, I think. Will Herr von Funkelstein favour us with his
company?”
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