When Prudence and Grizzel, accompanied by the boys, all not a little
anxious about Mollie, arrived at home for dinner they found not only
the missing Mollie but also Mr. John Smith on the balcony. Mollie ran
down the steps to meet them, and gave a highly coloured account of her
adventures. Past differences were forgiven and forgotten, and after
dinner they all assembled on the balcony again with the benevolent
intention of devoting themselves to the entertainment of the
interesting invalid.
But Mrs. Campbell did not approve of this plan. "We are too many," she
said in her decided way. "Prudence and Mollie may stay; the rest of you
must run away for the present. Grizzel can go for a walk with Bridget
and Baby; I want a few things from the Store, and they can be brought
up in the perambulator. The boys had better go up to Mr. von Greusen's
and see about getting Mr. Smith's belongings brought here."
"You might call at the Fairy Dell and get the Gordello," Prudence
suggested--for after all she and Grizzel had made the new drink in a
fit of remorse--"Mr. Smith will perhaps like to taste it."
The family melted away, and Mamma with the two girls settled down to
needlework. Mamma's kindly interest invited confidence under these
pleasant circumstances, and it was not long before the young man was
pouring his story into her sympathetic ears. Prudence listened
spellbound. It was not often that one had romance brought to one's very
door--by a hero with a sprained ankle too! Such a romantic affliction!
But Mollie was too much preoccupied by that haunting likeness to listen
properly to what the hero was saying, once she had ascertained the fact
that Mr. Smith belonged to the Campbell's Time, and that therefore she
could not possibly have met himself before; it must have been somebody
extraordinarily like him. And yet--the number of her friends was not so
very great that one could be totally forgotten. She tried not to think
about it, but it stuck in the back of her brain in an irritating sort
of way and refused to be forgotten.
His story was not at all an uncommon one: a love-affair, a selection of
angry parents, lack of money, eternal vows, and a young man in search
of a fortune. He had been told that fortunes lay about loose in
Australia.
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