"There's a nice little boy, Virginia," said my mother; "wouldn't you
like to walk with him?"
My mother did not know me, but Virginia did immediately; she burst away
from her mother and ran into my arms, laughing and crying as she clung
to me, and then she cried out, "Mother, yes, mother, I will walk with
him!" and she hastened me away with her, much to my mother's annoyance,
who would have run after us to stop her, but she didn't think it genteel
to go so fast; so Virginia and I went off together, leaving my mother
very angry indeed. We walked along towards the hospital, Virginia
crying out to every one she knew, her large hazel eyes beaming with
delight, "Look, this is brother Jack!" and I went with her to Peter
Anderson and old Ben. I was so proud to have my sister with me; and
Peter Anderson said:--
"This is as it should have been a long while ago." And then he
continued, "Jack, you may happen not to earn any money in the week, and
if so, come to me, for old Nanny must not be disappointed; but,
recollect, you must pay for your own clothes out of your own earnings."
When it was dinner-time Virginia and I went home together. As we came
to Fisher's Alley I said to her, "Mother will be angry with you."
"I can't help it, Jack," replied she; "you are my own brother, and we
are not doing wrong."
When we went in my mother looked hard at me, but, to my surprise, said
nothing: she was sulky, but whether it was with Virginia or with me, or
with my new clothes, or whether her conscience smote her for her neglect
of me, I do not know. She put the dinner on the table in silence, and
after it was over she went upstairs. Virginia and I did not neglect
this opportunity;--she put on her bonnet, we slipped out, and walked
about together till tea-time. When we came back my mother seized my
sister by the arm and carried her up to bed. Little Virginia made no
resistance, but turned her head and smiled at me as she was led away. I
never felt so happy in my life as I did when I went to bed, and thought
over the events of the day.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
I AM SO UNFASHIONABLE AS TO PAY MY DEBTS--BEN'S OPINION AS TO MY
FATHER'S RETURN--THE CHANCES EXEMPLIFIED IN THE LIST OF KILLED AND
WOUNDED--THE L'ORIENT BLOWING UP, AND THE ROYAL GEORGE GOING DOWN.
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