He did indeed look wan; weariness and hunger had made sad inroads on his mean, and my heart melted, and I hurried out to see if I could gain Martin’s consent to wait till mornin’ before we went. But no! He said he knew that he should be asked if he had seen the cottage, and he could not waste another day on a writer of books and the girl he married.
Alice come out jest then a-lookin’ considerable pale, and I sez, “It is goin’ to be pretty hard on Alice and Adrian; they are pretty tired now.”
“Are they?” sez he. That man would have jumped into the Avon if it would have pleased either of ’em. He worships ’em. And then he sez, “I suppose I can stay over another day.” Sez he, “They are of the first importance.”
The supper that man eat wuz enormous.
Josiah sez to me aside—“Dear Samantha, you have saved my life!”
And the supper that man eat wuz so enormous that I whispered—
“Have I saved you, Josiah, to lose you now? saved you on the road and relicks, to lose you on a plate and deep dish?” And he didn’t like it.
CHAPTER XVIII.
SHOTTERY AND WARWICK CASTLE.