“No! the best bedroom! Why, Jonathan, he is married—he is made a captain—Captain Templemore!”
“Yes—sir.”
“And he has found his brother, Jonathan; his twin-brother!”
“Yes—sir.”
“His brother Francis—that was supposed to be lost! But it’s a long story, Jonathan—and a very wonderful one! his poor mother has long been dead!”
“In caelo quies!” said Jonathan, casting up his eyes.
“But his brother has turned up again.”
“Resurgam!” said the butler.
“They will be here in ten days—so let everything be in readiness, Jonathan. God bless my soul!” continued the old gentleman, “I hardly know what I’m about. It’s a Spanish girl, Jonathan!”
“What is, sir?”