Dalton stepped to the outside of the still open door; and on the instant
descended from the communicating stair leading to the Gull's Nest, not
Robin, but him of the grey steed and black cloak, who was so near
falling a victim to Burrell's treachery on a recent occasion.
CHAPTER VII.
For guilty states do ever bear
The plagues about them which they have deserved;
And, till those plagues do get above
The mountain of our faults, and there do sit,
We see them not. Thus, still we love
The evil we do, until we suffer it.
BEN JONSON.
The Buccaneer welcomed the young man with greater warmth than is usually
displayed, except to near and dear connections. It must be remembered,
also, he had arrived at that period of life when feelings of affection
and friendship stagnate somewhat in the veins, and curdle into apathy.
Few are there who have numbered fifty winters without wondering what
could have set their blood boiling and their hearts beating so warmly
some few years before. A benison upon a smiling lip, a kindly eye, and a
cheerful voice!--whether they belong to the young or to the old--may all
such true graces be long preserved from the blight called "knowledge of
the world!" which, while bestowing information with the one hand, takes
away innocence and hope with the other.--But to the story.
The young Cavalier greeted his associate more as a friend than a
companion: there was evidently between them that good understanding
which, arising from acquaintance with the better points of character,
produces mutual esteem; and although there was a degree of deference
paid to Hugh Dalton by the youth, it seemed a compliment to his age and
experience, gracefully and naturally rendered, and kindly and thankfully
received. It was obvious that Dalton so considered it; receiving
attention far less as his due, than as a voluntary offering for which he
desired to show his gratitude.
There was, nevertheless, something of pity mingled with regard, which
the youth manifested towards his chafed companion, as he took the seat
that had been occupied by Burrell, and, laying his hand upon the
powerful arm of the Buccaneer, inquired, in a touching and anxious tone,
if aught had particularly disturbed him.
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