ed out in a voice of considerable
volume for such an old man, "Welcome, Dick, my lad; Clara is here, and
will be more than glad to see you; so keep your heart up."
"Clara here?" quoth Dick; "if I had known, I would not have brought--At
least, I mean I would--"
He was stuttering and confused, clearly because he was anxious to say
nothing to make me feel one too many. But the old man, who had not seen
me at first, helped him out by coming forward and saying to me in a kind
tone:
"Pray pardon me, for I did not notice that Dick, who is big enough to
hide anybody, you know, had brought a friend with him. A most hearty
welcome to you! All the more, as I almost hope that you are going to
amuse an old man by giving him news from over sea, for I can see that you
are come from over the water and far off countries."
He looked at me thoughtfully, almost anxiously, as he said in a changed
voice, "Might I ask you where you come from, as you are so clearly a
stranger?"
I said in an absent way: "I used to live in England, and now I am come
back again; and I slept last night at the Hammersmith Guest House."
He bowed gravely, but seemed, I thought, a little disappointed with my
answer. As for me, I was now looking at him harder than good manners
allowed of; perhaps; for in truth his face, dried-apple-like as it was,
seemed strangely familiar to me; as if I had seen it before--in a looking-
glass it might be, said I to myself.
"Well," said the old man, "wherever you come from, you are come among
friends. And I see my kinsman Richard Hammond has an air about him as if
he had brought you here for me to do something for you. Is that so,
Dick?"
Dick, who was getting still more absent-minded and kept looking uneasily
at the door, managed to say, "Well, yes, kinsman: our guest finds things
much altered, and cannot understand it; nor can I; so I thought I would
bring him to you, since you know more of all that has happened within the
last two hundred years than any body else does.--What's that?"
And he turned toward the door again. We heard footsteps outside; the
door opened, and in came a very beautiful young woman, who stopped short
on seeing Dick, and flushed as red as a rose, but faced him nevertheless.
Dick looked at her hard, and half reached out his hand toward her, and
his whole face quivered with emotion.
The old man did not leave them long in this shy discomfort, but said,
smiling with an old man's mirth:
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