Richard appeared to hear nothing, or it was homage that he heard. He repeated to Lucy Diaper Sandoe's verses-- "The cockneys nod to each other aside, The coxcombs lift their glasses," and projected hiring a horse for her to ride every day in the park, and shine among the highest. They had turned to the West, against the sky glittering through the bare trees across the water, and the bright-edged rack. The lover, his imagination just then occupied in clothing earthly glories in celestial, felt where his senses were sharpest the hand of his darling falter, and instinctively looked ahead. His uncle Algernon was leisurely jolting towards them on his one sound leg. The dismembered Guardsman talked to a friend whose arm supported him, and speculated from time to time on the fair ladies driving by. The two white faces passed him unobserved. Unfortunately Ripton, coming behind, went plump upon the Captain's live toe--or so he pretended, crying, "Confound it, Mr. Thompson! you might have chosen the other." The horrible apparition did confound Ripton, who stammered that it was extraordinary. "Not at all," said Algernon. "Everybody makes up to that fellow. Instinct, I suppose!" He had not to ask for his nephew. Richard turned to face the matter. "Sorry I couldn't wait for you this morning, uncle," he said, with the coolness of relationship. "I thought you never walked so far." His voice was in perfect tone--the heroic mask admirable. Algernon examined the downcast visage at his side, and contrived to allude to the popular preacher. He was instantly introduced to Ripton's sister, Miss Thompson. The Captain bowed, smiling melancholy approval of his nephew's choice of a minister. After a few stray remarks, and an affable salute to Miss Thompson, he hobbled away, and then the three sealed volcanoes breathed, and Lucy's arm ceased to be squeezed quite so much up to the heroic pitch. This incident quickened their steps homeward to the sheltering wings of Mrs. Berry. All that passed between them on the subject comprised a stammered excuse from Ripton for his conduct, and a good-humoured rejoinder from Richard, that he had gained a sister by it: at which Ripton ventured to wish aloud Miss Desborough would only think so, and a faint smile twitched poor Lucy's lips to please him. She hardly had strength to reach her cage. She had none to eat of Mrs. Berry's nice little dinner. To be alone, that she might cry and ease her heart of its accusing weight of tears, was all she prayed for. Kind Mrs. Berry, slipping into her bedroom to take off her things, found the fair body in a fevered shudder, and finished by undressing her completely and putting her to bed.