‘In the library, I think, sir.’
Captain Hindes did not wait to be announced, but hastened to the library by himself. He found his brother seated in an arm-chair doing nothing, with his hands folded on his lap.
‘Hullo!’ cried Arthur.
Henry started as if he had been shot, and exclaimed,—
‘Good God!’ Then, turning towards the intruder, said angrily. ‘How dare you startle me in that way? I have told you again and again—’
‘Hal! Hal! it is I—Arthur,’ replied the captain, quickly.
Henry Hindes turned a lack-lustre eye upon him, and said in a tone of surprise,—
‘Arthur? but where have you come from? Why didn’t you let me know you were coming home? We should have sent the carriage or something to meet you.
‘Henry, old boy, what are you talking of?’ said Captain Hindes. ‘Why, I saw you at the office this morning, and you promised to dine with us this evening, and go to the theatre afterwards. Your wife is already in town, and I have come to see why you have not joined us. Had you forgotten your engagement? Why did you not come straight to Haxells’, as you promised?’
‘Did I promise?’ asked his brother in a stupid way. ‘I suppose I have forgotten it! I have so much business to think of. But I had better tell Hannah I am going with you, or she will wait dinner for me.’