“I did not know you had carriage-friends, Mr. Sutherland,” said she, with a toss of her head.
“Neither did I,” answered Hugh. “But I will go and see who it is.”
When he reached the street, he found Harry on the pavement, who having got out of the carriage, and not having been asked into the house, was unable to stand still for impatience. As soon as he saw his tutor, he bounded to him, and threw his arms round his neck, standing as they were in the open street. Tears of delight filled his eyes.
“Come, come, come,” said Harry; “we all want you.”
“Who wants me?”
“Mrs. Elton and Euphra and me. Come, get in.”
“And he pulled Hugh towards the carriage.
“I cannot go with you now. I have pupils here.”
Harry’s face fell.
“When will you come?”