“Had you chosen to remain at the dinner-table, as a gentleman ought, I should have told you some news, Mr. Roland,” said Lady Augusta.
Roland was always ready for news. He opened his eyes and ears. “Tell it me now, good mother. Don’t bear malice.”
“Your uncle Carrick is coming here on a visit.”
“I am glad of that; that’s good!” cried Roland. “When does he come? I say, mother, don’t be in a hurry! When does he come?”
But Lady Augusta apparently was in a hurry, for she did not wait to reply. Roland looked after her, and saw her shaking hands with a gentleman, who was about to enter.
“Oh, he’s back, is he!” cried unceremonious Roland. “I thought he was dead and buried, and gone to heaven.”
CHAPTER XXXIII. — NO SENIORSHIP FOR TOM CHANNING.
Shaking hands with Lady Augusta Yorke as she turned out of Mr. Galloway’s office, was Mr. Huntley. He had only just arrived at Helstonleigh; had not yet been home; but he explained that he wished to give at once a word of pleasant news to Constance Channing of her father and mother, and, on his way to the Boundaries, was calling on Mr. Galloway.