England -- Fiction; Orphans -- Fiction; Runaway children -- Fiction; Young men -- Fiction
He evidently, however, lived in the hope of yet resuming his old
relationship with Miss Carr, little dreaming how well acquainted she was
with his character, for, in no tale-bearing spirit, but in accordance
with her wish, that she should know everything in connection with my
daily life, I had told her of Lister's continued underhanded pursuit of
Linny, news which I afterwards found had come to her almost in company
with imploring letters, full of love, passion and repentance.
When I look back upon that portion of my life, it all seems now like a
dream of pleasure, that glided away as if by magic. I had no troubles--
no cares of my own, save such as I felt by a kind of reflex action. I
was young, active, and full of eagerness. Hallett's enterprise seemed
to be almost my own, and I looked forward to its success as eagerly as
he did himself.
The house at Great Ormond Street was a far less solemn place now than it
used to be, and many and bright were the evenings we spent together.
Hallett seemed less sad and self-contained, as he saw his mother take a
little interest in the group that used to form about her chair. For Mr
Jabez appeared to have become quite a new man, and there were not many
evenings that he did not spend at the Halletts'.
"Business, you see, Grace," he used to say, with a dry chuckle. "I must
be on the spot to talk over the machine with Hallett;" but somehow very
little used to be said about business: for very often after the first
introduction by the old man, there used to be a snug rubber at whist, in
which he and Mrs Hallett would be partners against Linny and Tom
Girtley.
For Tom used to come a great, deal in those days to see me. He used to
tell me, with a laughing light in his eye, that he was sure I must be
very dull there of an evening, and that it was quite out of kindness to
me. But, somehow or another, I suppose through my neglect, and the
interest I took in Hallett's work, he used to be driven upstairs, where
his bright, hearty ways made him always welcome. For after what looked
like dead opposition at first, Tom quite won Mr Jabez over to his side;
and, save and excepting a few squabbles now and then, which Mrs Hallett
took seriously, and which afforded Linny intense amusement, Mr Jabez
and Tom became the best of friends.
"I don't think he's such a very bad sort of fellow, as boys go, Grace,"
Mr Jabez said; "but look here, my boy, do you see how the land lies?"
"What do you mean, Mr Rowle?" I said laughing; "that Tom and Linny
seem to be getting very fond of one another?"
"Yes," he said, tapping me on the breast-bone with his snuff-box. "I
spoke to Hallett about it last night, and he said he was not sorry."
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