Still, Col. Malcome, unheeding the storm, walked the wet marbles of the piazzas, with arms folded over his chest and head bowed, in a state of absent, moody absorption. At length the hall-door opened, and Rufus advanced to his father's side.
"What do you want with me?" said the colonel, turning quickly toward him.
"Not much," returned the son. "I heard you walking here, and thought I would join you, as there was no one in the house to keep me company."
"Where is Major Howard?"
"With his wife," answered Rufus.
"And Hannah?" continued the colonel.
"Don't mention that detestable creature!" said the young man angrily. "I can't abide her. So she is out of my sight, I care not where she is."
"Why do you hate the woman so?" asked Col. M. "She seems very fond of you."
"Yes! I cannot move but what she follows me. It is strange Major Howard retains such a bold, impudent slut in his service."
The colonel coughed slightly and remained silent.