Victor wanted to fly out of the room and burst into tears. But just then the clock on the landing struck, and Fenella rose from the piano.
"Ten o'clock! Time to go upstairs, Deemster."
The old man seemed to like to be controlled by the young woman, and leaning on her arm, he bowed all around in his stately way, and permitted himself to be led from the room.
Then the Governor (being a privileged person) lit his pipe with a piece of red turf from the fire, and Janet whispered to the maid who had come back for the coffee-tray,
"See that Mr. Victor's night-things are laid out, Jane."
But Victor himself was in the hall, helping the Doctor with his overcoat, and saying,
"Can you take me back to town with you?"
"Certainly, if you'll wait at the lodge while I look in on the cowman's wife."
"Why, what's this mischief you are plotting?" It was Fenella coming downstairs.
The doctor explained, and Victor said,