"I never was took aback so in all my life," said the seaman, sitting down beside the old woman, and drawing a sigh so long that it might have been likened to a moderate breeze. "She"s the born image o" what her dear mother was when I first met her. _My_ Susy! Well, it"s not every poor seaman as comes off a long voyage an" finds that he"s fallen heir to a property like _that_!"
"You may well be proud of her," said old Liz, "and you"ll be prouder yet when you come to know her."
"I know it, and I"m proud to shake your hand, mother, an" thankee kindly for takin" such care o" my helpless la.s.sie. You say she"ll be home about ten?"
"Yes, if she"s not kep" late. She always comes home about that time.
Meanwhile you"ll have something to eat. Tommy, boy, fetch out the loaf and the cheese and the teapot. You know where to find "em. Tommy"s an orphan, Cap"n Blake, that I"ve lately taken in hand. He"s a good boy is Tommy, but rather wild."
"Wot can you expect of a horphing?" said the boy with a grin, for he had overheard the latter remark, though it was intended only for the visitor"s ear. "But I say, granny, there ain"t no cheese here, "cept a bit o" rind that even a mouse would scorn to look at."
"Never mind, bring out the loaf, Tommy."
"An" there ain"t no use," continued the boy, "o" bringin" out the teapot, "cause there ain"t a grain o" tea nowheres."
"Oh! I forgot," returned old Liz, slightly confused; "I"ve just run out o" tea, Cap"n Blake, an" I haven"t a copper at _present_ to buy any, but--"
"Never mind that old girl; and I ain"t quite captain yet, though trendin" in that direction. You come out along wi" me, Tommy. I"ll soon putt these matters to rights."
Old Liz could not have remonstrated even if she had wished to do so, for her impulsive visitor was gone in a moment followed by his extremely willing little friend. They returned in quarter of an hour.
"There you are," said the seaman, taking the articles one by one from a basket carried by Tommy; "a big loaf, pound o" b.u.t.ter, ditto tea, three pound o" sugar, six eggs, hunk o" cheese, paper o" salt--forgot the pepper; never mind."
"You"ve bin an" forgot the sa.s.sengers too--but here they are," said Tommy, plucking the delectable viands from the bottom of the basket with a look of glee, and laying them on the table.
Chimney-pot Liz did not look surprised; she only smiled and nodded her head approvingly, for she felt that Sam Blake understood the right thing to do and did it.
Soon the celebrated teapot was going the round, full swing, while the air was redolent of fried sausage and cheese mingled with the perfume of roses and mignonette, for this meal, you must know, was eaten in the garden in the afternoon sunshine, while the cooking--done in the attic which opened on the garden--was accomplished by Sam a.s.sisted by Tommy.
"Well, you _air_ a trump," said the latter to the former as he sat down, greasy and glowing, beside the seaman at the small table where old Liz presided like a humble d.u.c.h.ess.
We need hardly say that the conversation was animated, and that it bore largely on the life-history of the absent Susy.
"You"re quite sure that she"ll be here by ten?" asked the excited father for the fiftieth time that afternoon.
"Yes, I"m sure of it--unless she"s kep" late," answered Liz.
But Susy did _not_ return at the usual hour, so her impatient father was forced to conclude that she _had_ been "kep" late"--too late. In his anxiety he resolved to sally forth under the guidance of Tommy Splint to inquire for the missing Susy at the well-known establishment of Stickle and Screw.
Let us antic.i.p.ate him in that quest. At the usual hour that night the employes of Stickle and Screw left work and took their several ways home ward. Susy had the company of her friend Lily Hewat as far as Chancery Lane. Beyond that point she had to go alone. Being summer-time, the days were long, and Susy was one of those strong-hearted and strong-nerved creatures who have a tendency to fear nothing.
She had just pa.s.sed over London Bridge and turned into a labyrinth of small streets on the Surrey side of the river, when a drunken man met her in a darkish and deserted alley through which she had to pa.s.s. The man seized her by the arm. Susy tried to free herself. In the struggle that ensued she fell with a loud shriek, and struck her head on the kerb-stone so violently that she was rendered insensible. Seeing this, the man proceeded to take from her the poor trinkets she had about her, and would have succeeded in robbing her but for the sudden appearance on the scene of a lowland Scot clad in a homespun suit of shepherd"s plaid--a strapping ruddy youth of powerful frame, fresh from the braes of Yarrow.
CHAPTER THREE.
A VISITOR FROM THE NORTH.
How that Lowland Scot came to the rescue just in the nick of time is soon told.
"Mither," said he one evening, striding into his father"s dwelling--a simple cottage on a moor--and sitting down in front of a bright old woman in a black dress, whose head was adorned with that frilled and baggy affair which is called in Scotland a mutch, "I"m gawin" to Lun"on."
"Hoots! havers, David."
"It"s no" havers, mither. Times are guid. We"ve saved a pickle siller.
Faither can spare me for a wee while--sae I"m aff to Lun"on the morn"s mornin"."
"An" what for?" demanded Mrs Laidlaw, letting her hands and the sock on which they were engaged drop on her lap, as she looked inquiringly into the grave countenance of her handsome son.
"To seek a wife, maybe," replied the youth, relaxing into that very slight smile with which grave and stern-featured men sometimes betray the presence of latent fun.
Mrs Laidlaw resumed her sock and needle with no further remark than "Hoots! ye"re haverin"," for she knew that her son was only jesting in regard to the wife. Indeed nothing was further from that son"s intention or thoughts at the time than marriage, so, allowing the ripple to pa.s.s from his naturally grave and earnest countenance, he continued--
"Ye see, mither, I"m t.w.u.n.ty-three noo, an" I _wad_ like to see something o" the warld afore I grow aulder an" settle doon to my wark. As I said, faither can spare me a while, so I"ll jist tak" my fit in my haund an"
awa" to see the Great Bawbylon."
"Ye speak o" gaun to see the warld, laddie, as if "ee was a gentleman."
"Div "ee think, mother, that the warld was made only for _gentlemen_ to travel in?" demanded the youth, with the gentlest touch of scorn in his tone.
To this question the good woman made no reply; indeed her stalwart son evidently expected none, for he rose a few minutes later and proceeded to pack up his slender wardrobe in a shoulder-bag of huge size, which, however, was well suited to his own proportions.
Next day David Laidlaw took the road which so many men have taken before him--for good or ill. But, unlike most of his predecessors, he was borne towards it on the wings of steam, and found himself in Great Babylon early the following morning, with his mother"s last caution ringing strangely in his ears.
"David," she had said, "I ken ye was only jokin", but dinna ye be ower sure o" yersel". Although thae English la.s.sies are a kine o" waux dolls, they have a sort o" way wi" them that might be dangerous to lads like you."
"H"m!" David had replied, in that short tone of self-sufficiency which conveys so much more than the syllable would seem to warrant.
The Scottish youth had neither kith nor kin in London, but he had one friend, an old school companion, who, several years before, had gone to seek his fortune in the great city, and whose address he knew. To this address he betook himself on the morning of his arrival, but found that his friend had changed his abode. The whole of that day did David spend in going about. He was sent from one place to another, in quest of his friend, and made diligent use of his long legs, but without success.
Towards evening he was directed to a street on the Surrey side of the Thames, and it was while on his way thither that he chanced to enter the alley where poor Susan was a.s.saulted.
Like most Scotsmen of his cla.s.s and size David Laidlaw was somewhat leisurely and slow in his movements when not called to vigorous exertion, but when he heard the girl"s shriek, and, a moment later, saw her fall, he sprang to her side with one lithe bound, like that of a Bengal tiger, and aimed a blow at her a.s.sailant, which, had it taken effect, would have interrupted for some time--if not terminated for ever--that rascal"s career. But the thief, though drunk, was young, strong, and active. It is also probable that he was a professional pugilist for, instead of attempting to spring back from the blow--which he had not time to do--he merely put his head to one side and let it pa.s.s. At the same instant David received a stinging whack on the right eye, which although it failed to arrest his rush, filled his vision with starry coruscations.
The thief fell back and the Scot tripped over him. Before he could recover himself the thief was up like an acrobat and gone. At the same moment two policemen, rushing on the scene in answer to the girl"s shriek, seized David by the collar and held him fast.
There was Highland as well as Lowland blood in the veins of young Laidlaw. This sanguinary mixture is generally believed to possess effervescing properties when stirred. It probably does. For one moment the strength of Goliath of Gath seemed to tingle in David"s frame, and the vision of two policemen"s heads battered together swam before his eyes--but he thought better of it and restrained himself!
"Tak" yer hands aff me, freens," he said, suddenly unclosing his fists and relaxing his brows. "Ye"d better see after the puir la.s.sie. An"
dinna fear for me. I"m no gawn to rin awa"!"
Perceiving the evident truth of this latter remark, the constables turned their attention to the girl, who was by that time beginning to recover.
"Where am I?" asked Susy, gazing into the face of her rescuer with a dazed look.
"Yer a" right, puir bairn. See, tak" ha"d o" my airm," said the Scot.
"That"s the way, now, take hold of mine," said one of the constables in a kindly tone; "come along--you"ll be all right in a minute. The station is close at hand."