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seldom happens above once a year, was matter of some surprise. Moreover, he had a knowing glance with his eye, which I should have as soon expected from a dumb-waiter--an article of furniture to which James, in his usual state, may be happily assimilated. 'What the devil is the matter, James?'
'The devil may be in the matter, for aught I ken,' said James, with another provoking grin; 'for here has been a woman calling for you, Maister Alan.'
'A woman calling for me?' said I in surprise; for you know well, that excepting old Aunt Peggy, who comes to dinner of a Sunday, and the still older Lady Bedrooket, who calls ten times a year for the quarterly payment of her jointure of four hundred merks, a female scarce approaches our threshold, as my father visits all his female clients at their own lodgings. James protested, however, that there had been a lady calling, and for me. 'As bonny a lass as I have seen,' added James, 'since I was in the Fusileers, and kept company with Peg Baxter.' Thou knowest all James's gay recollections go back to the period of his military service, the years he has spent in ours having probably been dull enough.
'Did the lady leave no name nor place of address?'
'No,' replied James; 'but she asked when you wad be at hame, and I appointed her for twelve o'clock, when the house wad be quiet, and your father at the Bank.'
'For shame, James! how can you think my father's being at home or abroad could be of consequence?--The lady is of course a decent person?'
'I'se uphaud her that, sir--she is nane of your--WHEW'--(Here James supplied a blank with a low whistle)--'but I didna ken--my maister makes an unco wark if a woman comes here.'
I passed into my own room, not ill-pleased that my father was absent, notwithstanding I had thought it proper to rebuke James for having so contrived it, I disarranged my books, to give them the appearance of a graceful confusion on the table, and laying my foils (useless since your departure) across the mantelpiece, that the lady might see I was TAM MARTE QUAM MERCURIO--I endeavoured to dispose my dress so as to resemble an elegant morning deshabille--gave my hair the general shade of powder which marks the gentleman--laid my watch and seals on the table, to hint that I understood the value of time;--and when I had made all these arrangements, of which I am a little ashamed when I think of them, I had nothing better to do than to watch the dial- plate till the index pointed to noon. Five minutes elapsed, which. I allowed for variation of clocks--five minutes more rendered me anxious and doubtful--and five minutes more would have made me impatient.
Laugh as thou wilt; but remember, Darsie, I was a lawyer, expecting his first client--a young man, how strictly bred up I need not remind you, expecting a private interview with a young and beautiful woman. But ere the third term of five minutes had elapsed, the door-bell was heard to tinkle low and modestly, as if touched by some timid hand.
James Wilkinson, swift in nothing, is, as thou knowest, peculiarly slow in answering the door-bell; and I reckoned on five minutes good, ere his solemn step should have ascended the stair. Time enough, thought I, for a peep through the blinds, and was hastening to the window accordingly. But I reckoned without my host; for James, who had his own curiosity as well as I, was lying PERDU in the lobby, ready to open at the first tinkle; and there was, 'This way, ma'am--Yes, ma'am--The lady, Mr. Alan,' before I could get to the chair in which I proposed to be discovered, seated in all legal dignity. The consciousness of being half-caught in the act of peeping, joined to that native air of awkward bashfulness of which I am told the law will soon free me, kept me standing on the floor in some confusion; while the lady, disconcerted on her part, remained on the threshold of the room. James Wilkinson, who had his senses most about him, and was perhaps willing to prolong his stay in the apartment, busied himself in setting a chair for the lady, and recalled me
'The devil may be in the matter, for aught I ken,' said James, with another provoking grin; 'for here has been a woman calling for you, Maister Alan.'
'A woman calling for me?' said I in surprise; for you know well, that excepting old Aunt Peggy, who comes to dinner of a Sunday, and the still older Lady Bedrooket, who calls ten times a year for the quarterly payment of her jointure of four hundred merks, a female scarce approaches our threshold, as my father visits all his female clients at their own lodgings. James protested, however, that there had been a lady calling, and for me. 'As bonny a lass as I have seen,' added James, 'since I was in the Fusileers, and kept company with Peg Baxter.' Thou knowest all James's gay recollections go back to the period of his military service, the years he has spent in ours having probably been dull enough.
'Did the lady leave no name nor place of address?'
'No,' replied James; 'but she asked when you wad be at hame, and I appointed her for twelve o'clock, when the house wad be quiet, and your father at the Bank.'
'For shame, James! how can you think my father's being at home or abroad could be of consequence?--The lady is of course a decent person?'
'I'se uphaud her that, sir--she is nane of your--WHEW'--(Here James supplied a blank with a low whistle)--'but I didna ken--my maister makes an unco wark if a woman comes here.'
I passed into my own room, not ill-pleased that my father was absent, notwithstanding I had thought it proper to rebuke James for having so contrived it, I disarranged my books, to give them the appearance of a graceful confusion on the table, and laying my foils (useless since your departure) across the mantelpiece, that the lady might see I was TAM MARTE QUAM MERCURIO--I endeavoured to dispose my dress so as to resemble an elegant morning deshabille--gave my hair the general shade of powder which marks the gentleman--laid my watch and seals on the table, to hint that I understood the value of time;--and when I had made all these arrangements, of which I am a little ashamed when I think of them, I had nothing better to do than to watch the dial- plate till the index pointed to noon. Five minutes elapsed, which. I allowed for variation of clocks--five minutes more rendered me anxious and doubtful--and five minutes more would have made me impatient.
Laugh as thou wilt; but remember, Darsie, I was a lawyer, expecting his first client--a young man, how strictly bred up I need not remind you, expecting a private interview with a young and beautiful woman. But ere the third term of five minutes had elapsed, the door-bell was heard to tinkle low and modestly, as if touched by some timid hand.
James Wilkinson, swift in nothing, is, as thou knowest, peculiarly slow in answering the door-bell; and I reckoned on five minutes good, ere his solemn step should have ascended the stair. Time enough, thought I, for a peep through the blinds, and was hastening to the window accordingly. But I reckoned without my host; for James, who had his own curiosity as well as I, was lying PERDU in the lobby, ready to open at the first tinkle; and there was, 'This way, ma'am--Yes, ma'am--The lady, Mr. Alan,' before I could get to the chair in which I proposed to be discovered, seated in all legal dignity. The consciousness of being half-caught in the act of peeping, joined to that native air of awkward bashfulness of which I am told the law will soon free me, kept me standing on the floor in some confusion; while the lady, disconcerted on her part, remained on the threshold of the room. James Wilkinson, who had his senses most about him, and was perhaps willing to prolong his stay in the apartment, busied himself in setting a chair for the lady, and recalled me