Sylvia's Lovers

Kinraid took him by surprise from the hearty greeting he gave him,

and which Philip would fain have avoided. But the specksioneer was

full of kindliness towards all the world, especially towards all

Sylvia's friends, and, convinced of her great love towards himself,

had forgotten any previous jealousy of Philip. Secure and exultant,

his broad, handsome, weather-bronzed face was as great a contrast to

Philip's long, thoughtful, sallow countenance, as his frank manner

was to the other's cold reserve. It was some minutes before Hepburn

could bring himself to tell the great event that was about to befall

him before this third person whom he considered as an intrusive

stranger. But as Kinraid seemed to have no idea of going on, and as

there really was no reason why he and all the world should not know

of Philip's intentions, he told his uncle that he was bound for

London the next day on business connected with the Fosters.

Daniel was deeply struck with the fact that he was talking to a man

setting off for London at a day's notice.

'Thou'll niver tell me this hasn't been brewin' longer nor twelve

hours; thou's a sly close chap, and we hannot seen thee this

se'nnight; thou'll ha' been thinkin' on this, and cogitating it,

may-be, a' that time.' 'Nay,' said Philip, 'I knew nought about it last night; it's none o'

my doing, going, for I'd liefer ha' stayed where I am.' 'Yo'll like it when once yo're there,' said Kinraid, with a

travelled air of superiority, as Philip fancied.

'No, I shan't,' he replied, shortly. 'Liking has nought to do with

it.' 'Ah' yo' knew nought about it last neet,' continued Daniel,

musingly. 'Well, life's soon o'er; else when I were a young fellow,

folks made their wills afore goin' to Lunnon.' 'Yet I'll be bound to say yo' niver made a will before going to

sea,' said Philip, half smiling.

'Na, na; but that's quite another mak' o' thing; going' to sea comes

natteral to a man, but goin' to Lunnon,--I were once there, and were

near deafened wi' t' throng and t' sound. I were but two hours i' t'

place, though our ship lay a fortneet off Gravesend.' Kinraid now seemed in a hurry; but Philip was stung with curiosity

to ascertain his movements, and suddenly addressed him: 'I heard yo' were i' these parts. Are you for staying here long?' There was a certain abruptness in Philip's tone, if not in his

words, which made Kinraid look in his face with surprise, and answer

with equal curtness.

'I'm off i' th' morning; and sail for the north seas day after.' He turned away, and began to whistle, as if he did not wish for any

further conversation with his interrogator. Philip, indeed, had

nothing more to say to him: he had learned all he wanted to know.