So saying, he hastily retired, bearing May, somewhat reluctantly,
homewards; for her sympathy was much excited, and she would fain have
carried her generous purpose into effect; but gave way to the
entreaties of her lover, who had some miles to walk ere he could
reach his place of residence. After seeing May safely beneath the
domestic roof, Wilkinson bade farewell for the night to his betrothed
bride, and took his departure, with the intention, he said, of
immediately returning to H--. He did not proceed directly home,
however; but, making a retrograde movement, he fell back upon the
place where the fatigued traveller had been seen. She was gone when
he arrived; and whether the circumstance gave him pleasure or the
reverse, we have never been able to ascertain; but, at all events, he
now set out in good earnest for H--. What should have interested
Wilkinson so much in this apparently wandering mendicant?
On the evening which we have described, let the reader picture to
himself two aged crones, comfortably seated upon a rough slab of
wood, elevated two feet or so above the ground, by a massive block of
granite which supported either end. This, together with the cottage
wall against which their backs reclined, might, even with individuals
more fastidious than its present occupants, have appeared a luxury
little inferior to a sofa, especially in that bland and beautiful
hour when daylight dies along the hills, and our feelings, partaking
of the softness of the scene and hour, dispose us to be pleased, we
ask not why and care not wherefore. On either hand was situated a
door, over which hung suspended a very homely signboard. From one of
these, the wayfarer might learn that good entertainment for man and
beast could be supplied within, by Janet Baird, who, it appeared,
was, by special permission of government, permitted to retail
spirits, porter, ale, and other items. Lest any mistake should occur
as to the nature of the invitation (or, perhaps, it was a _ruse_ to
provoke the alimentary faculties), there was a painting of the
interior, representing a table, which seemed to groan under the
weight of bottles, glasses, porter and ale cans, bread, cheese, and
what not; whilst two jolly companions, with rubicund faces, where an
infinity of good nature predominated, sat round it, each with a cup
in hand, and both evidently sublimed by their potations far above
this "dirty planet, the earth." At the entrance to the apartment was
seen the landlady, who, with one hand pushed open the door, whilst
the other, projecting forwards, supported a huge tankard, charged
with the favourite beverage, which mantled or effloresced at the top,
like a cauliflower. The neighbouring sign had fewer attractions for
the weary traveller or the droughty villager, throwing out merely
hints as to the condition of the reader's linen, by intimating that
clothes might here undergo purification, and be mangled by the hour
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