"And at any rate, Arranmore, we can pump the youngster well, and get her name and so forth, as we forgot to ask L'Estrange—will have lots to quiz Wentworth about too. By G—— it's a good idea, I'm d——d if I don't do it," he exclaimed, as he drew up the horses with a round turn at the gate of Seaview. Tossing the reins to Arranmore the Captain alighted (as he never could be bored with a servant on his trap) and rang the bell. As soon as Mr. Ravensworth's little page appeared he thus accosted him—
"Is young Nimrod at home?"
"Who, my lord?" said the little boy, thinking he must be titled too.
"Don't stare like a wild cat, you little fool. Is young Nimrod at home?—little Ravensworth, of course!"
"Mr. Johnny is, if that's him."
"Egad! that's him at last. Tell him I want him."
The frightened lad stayed not a moment, but hurried to inform Johnny, who was then at luncheon, that another great lord wanted him.
"Me; I'm coming;" and Johnny hurried down to see who it could be.
"Halloo! what the deuce have you kept me so long for?"
"I beg your pardon, my lord, I was as—"