"Oh, sir!" we all laughed, Millicent most of all. He looked at her.
"You are a bride, madam, and can readily understand my feelings when I say it is rather discomposing to step into a new state. Having been a child so long, I feel it soon becoming a man; but in your case the trial is even more obvious."
Millicent now blushed with all her might, as well as laughed, Davy, to relieve her embarrassment taking up the parable.
"And when, sir, and where, will it be our happiness to attend you?"
"At the Glückhaus, not four miles off. It is a queer place which I bought, because it suited me better than many a new one, for it is very old; but I have dressed it in new clothes. I shall hope to make Charles at home some time or other before we welcome you, that he may make you, too, feel at home."
"It would be difficult, sir, to feel otherwise in your society," said Davy, with all his countenance on flame.
"I hope we shall find it so together, and that this is only the beginning of our friendship."
He held out his hand to Millicent, and then to Davy, with the most perfect adaptation to an English custom considered uncouth in Germany; Millicent looking as excited as if she were doing her part of the nuptial ceremony over again. Meantime, for I knew we must part, I whispered to Starwood,—"So you are happy enough, Star, I should suppose?"
"Oh, Charles! too happy. My master was very angry, at first, that the Chevalier carried me away."
"He carried you away, then? I thought as much. And so Aronach was angry?"