"Am I a judge?" asked Charlotte, rising, and holding a lighted paper to
her father, while he took a new segar. Her clear blue eyes resting on
him in the fulness of filial affection, as she performed this office,
and the open air with which she bent forward to receive the kiss he
offered in thanks, removed any apprehensions which the name of their
morning's companion might have excited.
Mr. Henly knew nothing concerning this young man that would induce him
at all to avoid the connexion, but still he had not yet examined his
character with that searching vigilance that he thought due to the
innocence and merit of his child. Determining within himself, however,
that this was a task that should no longer be neglected, he rose, and
telling the ladies that he left the bottle with them, withdrew to his
study.
The door had hardly closed behind Mr. Henly, when George Morton entered
the dining parlour, with the freedom of an old and favourite friend, and
telling Mrs. Henly that, in consequence of his family's dining out, and
his own engagements, he was fasting, and begged her charity for a meal.
From the instant that he appeared, Charlotte had risen with alacrity,
and was no sooner acquainted with his wants, than she rung to order what
he required. She brought him a glass of sparkling wine with her own
hands, and pushing a chair nearer to the fire than the one he occupied,
she said--
"Sit here, George, you appear chilled--I thought you would miss your
coat."
"I thank you," returned the youth, turning on her an eye of the most
open affection; "I do feel unusually cold, and begin to think, that with
my weak lungs it would have been more prudent to have taken a surcout."
"And how was the poor man when you left him?"
"Much better, and in extremely good quarters," said George; but, turning
quickly to Miss Osgood, he added, "So, Miss Maria, your beau has
condescended to walk with you at last?"
"Yes, Mr. Impudence," said Maria, smiling; "but come, fill your mouth
with food, and be silent."
He did as requested, and the conversation changed.
CHAPTER II.
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