"Willingly if you wish it," answered Verdant, though with an
unwilling air; "but of what use can I be? - Othello's occupation is
gone. Your cousin can fill my place much better than if I were
there." "How very ungrateful you are!" said Miss Patty; "you really
deserve a good scolding! I allow you to watch me when I am painting,
in order that you may gain a lesson, and just when you are beginning
to learn something, then you give up. But, at any rate, take Fred
for your master, and come and watch ~him~; he ~can~ draw. If you
were to go to any of the great men to have a lesson of them, all that
they would do would be to paint before you, and leave you to look on
and pick up what knowledge you could. I know that ~I~ cannot draw
anything worth looking at, -"
"Indeed, but -"
"But Fred," continued Miss Patty, who was going at too great a pace
to be stopped, "but Fred is as good as many masters that you would
meet with; so it will be an advantage to you to come and look over
him."
"I think I should prefer to look over you."
"Now you are paying compliments, and I don't like them. But, if you
will come, you will really be useful. You see I am mercenary in my
wishes, after all. Here is Fred with a load of sketching materials;
won't you take pity on him, and relieve him of my share of his
burden?"
If I could take ~you~ off his hands, thought Verdant, I should be
better pleased. But Miss Patty won the day; and Verdant took
possession of her sketching-block and drawing materials, and set off
with them to Brankham Law.
Frederick Delaval was a yachtsman, and owner of the ~Fleur-
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de-lys~, a cutter yacht, of fifty tons. Besides being inclined to
amateur nautical pursuits, he was also partial to an amateur nautical
costume; and he further dressed the character of a yachtsman by
slinging round him his telescope, which was protected from storms and
salt water by a leathern case. This telescope was, in a moment,
uncased and brought to bear upon everybody and everything, at every
opportunity, in proper nautical fashion, being used by him for
distant objects as other people would use an eyeglass for nearer
things. And no sooner had they arrived at the grassy ~plateau~ that
marked the summit of Brankham Law, than the telescope was unslung,
and its proprietor swept the horizon - for there was a distant view
of the ocean - in search of the ~Fleur-de-lys~.
"I am afraid," he said, "that we shall not be able to make
<VG255.JPG> her out; the distance is almost too great to distinguish
her from other vessels, although the whiteness of her sails would
assist us to a recognition. If the skipper got under way at the hour
I told him, he ought about this time to be rounding the headland that
you see stretching out yonder."
"I think I see a white sail in that direction," said Miss Patty, as
she shaded her eyes with her hand, and looked out earnestly in the
required quarter.
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