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On the following day Frank had another interview with the secretary of
the Admiralty, and was desired to leave his address and remain at home
till further orders, and the seaman and the negro had leave of absence
extended to them.
Mrs. Heartwell was much pleased at retaining her son with her for some
time, especially as she received another handsome donation from her
unknown friend, which enabled her to procure him a complete outfit. Mr.
Wendover, the merchant, had called, and behaved with great kindness
and attention to both the mother and son, and the latter was invited
to pass a few days at a handsome mansion which had just been purchased
near Finchley common, and which gave a right to the owner as lord of the
manor. Frank was delighted--he had never ceased to treasure the most
pleasing remembrances of the interesting girl who had clung to him for
protection on the beach at Blankenburg, and she, with all the tenderness
and devotion of youthful affection, secretly cherished a warm regard for
the young midshipman, and she most earnestly longed to see him again.
On the evening previous to the intended visit, Brothers, the prophet,
held a "meeting" in the drawing-room of Mr. Baurie's lodgings, and as
on these occasions--which were looked upon in the light of devotional
exercises--none were excluded, Mrs. Heartwell, Frank, Mr. Unity Peach,
Ben and Sambo, and two or three of his leading disciples, as well as the
servants, were present. There was nothing in the illusionist's general
manner that could be construed into aberration of intellect. He was
perfectly intelligible and sane when his monomania was not called into
operation. He was a strong-limbed man; his hair was cropped close--his
full eyes bent upon a book that he held in his right hand, and from
which he commenced his address by reading passages from the prophecies
of Daniel. His dress was remarkably plain, approaching to that usually
worn by the Society of Friends, and his cravat was tied in the most exact
manner, so that the bow in front resembled the cross of St. John of
Jerusalem. At first, his voice was mild and gentle; but as he proceeded
and became warmed with his subject, his countenance assumed an expression
of wild energy, his utterance became deep and sepulchral, till at length,
throwing down the book, he stood erect, with his arms crossed upon his
breast, as the spirit of prophecy seemed to come upon him.
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