"Why, I have endeavored to free him from that imputation," rejoined the
brother, musing, "he certainly fired a pistol, but the latter hit my
horse at such a distance from myself, that I believe his object was to
disable me and not murder. His escape has astonished me; he must have
fled by himself into the woods, as Harmer was but a short distance
behind me, admirably mounted, and the escort was up and in full pursuit
within ten minutes. After all it may be for the best he was not taken;
for I am persuaded the dragoons would have sabred him on the spot, and
he may have parents of respectability, or a wife to kill by the
knowledge of his misconduct."
"This Emily Moseley must be a faultless being," cried the sister, as she
ran over the contents of Julia's letter. "Three different letters, and
each containing her praises!"
The earl made no reply, but opening the duke's letter again, he appeared
to be studying its contents. His color slightly changed as he dwelt on
its passages, and turning to his sister he inquired if she had a mind to
try the air of Westmoreland for a couple of weeks or a month.
"As you say, my Lord," replied the lady, with cheeks of scarlet.
"Then I say we will go. I wish much to see Derwent and I think there
will be a wedding during our visit."
He rang the bell, and the almost untasted breakfast was removed in a few
minutes. A servant announced that his horse was in readiness. The earl
wished his sister a friendly good morning, and proceeded to the door,
where was standing one of the noble black horses before mentioned, held
by a groom, and the military-looking attendant ready mounted on another.
Throwing himself into the saddle, the young peer rode gracefully from
the door, followed by his attendant horseman. During this ride, the
master suffered his steed to take whatever course most pleased himself,
and his follower looked up in surprise more than once, to see the
careless manner in which the Earl of Pendennyss, confessedly one of the
best horsemen in England, managed the noble animal. Having, however, got
without the gates of his own park, and into the vicinity of numberless
cottages and farm-houses, the master recovered his recollection, and the
man ceased to wonder.
For three hours the equestrians pursued their course through the
beautiful vale which opened gracefully opposite one of the fronts of the
castle; and if faces of smiling welcome, inquiries after his own and his
sister's welfare, which evidently sprang from the heart, or the most
familiar but respectful representations of their own prosperity or
misfortunes, gave any testimony of the feelings entertained by the
tenantry of this noble estate for their landlord, the situation of the
young nobleman might be justly considered envied.
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