"He will be here by the last train," he said, in the tone of one who is continuing a conversation rather than beginning one.
"Captain Lindon, do you mean?"
"Yes——Captain Lindon," said Arthur: "I said 'he' because I fancied we were talking about him. The Earl told me he comes tonight, though to-morrow is the day when he will know about the Commission that he's hoping for. I wonder he doesn't stay another day to hear the result, if he's really so anxious about it as the Earl believes he is."
"He can have a telegram sent after him," I said: "but it's not very soldier-like, running away from possible bad news!"
"He's a very good fellow," said Arthur: "but I confess it would be good news for me, if he got his Commission, and his Marching Orders, all at once! I wish him all happiness—with one exception. Good night!" (We had reached home by this time.) "I'm not good company to-night—better be alone."
It was much the same, next day. Arthur declared he wasn't fit for Society, and I had to set forth alone for an afternoon-stroll. I
