Then the conversation flagged, and at last Mrs Denton came in upon a secret mission to her young mistress, which was prefaced by the words: "Cook says." For it was long past the time arranged for the dinner. An hour passed, and then another, during which space of time Mrs Denton appeared four times. But at the last Mrs Hampton spoke out. "I'm quite sure, Gertrude, dear, that Mr Harrington would not wish us to wait longer. It's nine o'clock, and Doctor Lawrence has to go back to town." "Yes, you lucky sojourners here--I have." "And I am famished," continued Mrs Hampton. "Depend upon it, Harrington and Mr Saul have forgotten us, and are dining together somewhere else." "Would you have the dinner up, then?" faltered Gertrude, whose countenance plainly told of the shame and annoyance she felt. "If you don't, my dear, Lawrence and I are going out to have a debauch on buns," said the lawyer merrily. "And cook says, Miss Gertrude, that--" "Yes, yes, Denton; have the dinner up directly." Five minutes later they were in the severe-looking dining-room, partaking of burnt soup, dried fish, overdone entrees, and roast joints that were completely spoiled, while all the time the stern countenance of the old man gazed down from the canvas on the wall. The dinner was naturally a failure, and her elders noted how Gertrude struggled to keep up appearances, but with ear attent and eyes constantly turning towards the door. "Well," said the doctor, in the course of conversation, "it is late, certainly, but I don't know but what I like it. It seems going back to the pleasant old times." "Ah, when the day's work was done, and one settled down to a comfortable supper." "Like to have been a lawyer; a doctor's work is never done." "Pray don't fidget so, my dear," said Mrs Hampton, as they left the gentlemen to their wine. "Do you think there is anything the matter, Mrs Hampton?" "No, my dear, of course not," was the quick reply, while to herself the stern-looking old lady said, "Yes, and far too much." In due time, after a chat over the slate of affairs, the gentlemen rose to go to the drawing-room. "Yes, Hampton," said the doctor, "I agree with you; she ought to leave here at once; and--By George! I did not know it was so late. I must be getting back." "Eleven o'clock?" exclaimed the lawyer, referring to his watch. "And if I don't mind I shall miss my train. Come to say good-night, my dear. Later than I thought." "Going, Doctor Lawrence?" said Gertrude uneasily; and she looked at him with her eyes full of trouble. "Yes; time and trains, you see. Hullo!" There was the stopping of some vehicle at the gate, a loud ring of the great bell, and Bruno shot from beneath one of the couches, to utter a loud bark. "Hark!" exclaimed Gertrude, who was pale and trembling, as voices were heard shouting hurriedly, some one calling loudly as the front door was opened.