Miss
Emily was alarmed when she heard of the arrival of Pen's guardian, and
rightly conceived that the Major came down with hostile intentions to
herself. "I suppose ye intend to leave me, now your grand relation has
come down from town. He'll carry ye off, and you'll forget your poor
Emily, Mr. Arthur!"
Forget her! In her presence, in that of Miss Rouncy, the Columbine and
Milly's confidential friend of the Company, in the presence of the
Captain himself, Pen swore he never could think of any other woman but
his beloved Miss Fotheringay; and the Captain, looking up at his foils
which were hung as a trophy on the wall of the room where Pen and he used
to fence, grimly said, he would not advoise any man to meddle rashly with
the affections of his darling child; and would never believe his gallant
young Arthur, whom he treated as his son, whom he called his son, would
ever be guilty of conduct so revolting to every idaya of honour and
humanity.
He went up and embraced Pen after speaking. He cried, and wiped his eye
with one large dirty hand as he clasped Pen with the other.
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