Mrs. Derrick expressed her amusement and satisfaction.
"Miss Faith," he said extending his hand,—"I have to thank you for the most perfect enjoyment I have ever had of Shakspeare. I only wish to-morrow evening would roll off on such swift wheels—but it would be too much. Look where this one has rolled to!" And he shewed his watch and hurried off; that is, if Dr. Harrison could be said to do such a thing.
The rest of the party also were stirred from their quiet. Mrs Derrick went out; and Mr. Linden, coming behind Faith as she stood by the fire, gently raised her face till he could have a full view of it, and asked her how she liked being in Venice?
"Very much," she said, smiling and blushing at him,—"very much!"
"You are not the magician's coin!" he said, kissing her. "You are not even a witch. Do you know how I found that out?"
"No"—she said softly, the colour spreading over her face and her eyes falling, but raised again immediately to ask the question of him.
"A witch's charms are always dispelled whenever she tries to cross running water!"—
She laughed; an amused, bright, happy little laugh, that it was pleasant to hear.
"But what did Dr. Harrison mean,—by what he said when he thanked me?
What did he thank me for?"
"He said—for a new enjoyment of Shakspeare."