Walter Wallace believes that she lives, and that we shall see her, said Cora.
At the sound of this name the Admiral fairly raved, and bringing his cane down on the table exclaimed:
Curse Walter Wallace! Don’t mention his name again in my house! I was inquiring about my grand-daughter, Amy. What do you know about her.
Nothing, father, but what Walter Wallace has——
Stop! cried the Admiral, raising his cane as if to strike Cora. I forbid the mention of that name in my house!
But father, it is only through him that we can learn of Amy. Father, request him to come here and tell us what he knows about her.
Request—ah—Do you think that I can make my voice heard across the Atlantic in one breath? and that he could step from there here the next?
Father, said Cora, he is already here. It was he that plunged into the river and saved the life of Lord Wallace.
He saved the life of Lord Wallace—ah—curse him! Curse the day he was born! The old man fell back heavily in his chair, his cane dropped to the floor, and his right hand sought the region of his heart.