The Child of Waterloo, or, The Horrors of the Battle-Field — page 237: what you’re looking at

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234 THE CHILD OF WATERLOO, them. and may be I won’t tell them, if they ain’t mighty civil, what news [ve got.” ‘*‘ Hark,” said Henry, ‘‘ that’s Rafferty.” . Let me see him,” said Mabel, who was seated by the win- dow with Henry, while Captain Morton was writing a note to old Monsieur Rouselli, in which he desired him to come to him as soon as possible. ‘* No, no,” said Henry; ‘‘ don’t say a word. J am certain that he has been at some mischief, or at something which he con- siders exceedingly clever; whenever he whistles in that sort of way, it is to show his great independence, and how little he cares for anybody.” ‘It is so,” said the captain, as he folded his note. ‘‘ You go up stairs, Mabel, while we find out what be has on his mind, for that he has something I'll be bound, and that it concerns you, I think I should be safe in saying, for 1] believe the poor fellow thinks of not much else.” ** Yes, do, Mabel, do,” said Henry. Thus urged, Mabel, although she would rather have given Rafferty the pleasure of seeing her at once, glided gently from the room, and passing the half-open door of the back drawing- room without being perceived by Rafferty, she gained her bed- room at last; the bedroom which she was told was to be hers for the night, although she had not yet slept in it. When she was fairly gone, the captain called out aloud,— ‘* Rafferty—Rafferty!” There was no answer. ‘‘What can he mean by that?” added the captain, and then he called again, upon which Rafferty condescended to come into the room, saying— ‘““T’m thinking you called, did you?” ‘You know I did. You are very inattentive, Rafferty. This is the first we have seen of you this morning. g “The first, sir?” ‘‘'Yes, where you have been, nobody knows, You are of very Wethe assistance, Rafferty, in your attempts to find out poor a — ‘* Little assistance, sir. Bedad, if I don’t find her out myself it is not any of you that will do that same. Oh, I'll find her; wasn’t [ all the blessed night looking for her, and didn’t I get a —what do you call it—an idea!” ‘Did you really get an idea, Rafferty ?” said Henry. ** Aisy now, aisy, Master Henry, wid your jokes; you know you never had but one idea in your own life. and that I made a present to you one day in a fit of confidence.” ‘Come, come, Rafferty,” said the captain, who could scarcely forbear a smile. ‘If you were really looking for Mabel, you can tell us where you looked and what success you had. Our own opinion is, that we shall find her before you have the least idea of where she is.” ‘¢ Oh, the vanity of some folks. You really think so, sir, do you? Now, Pll tell you, sir, I partly know where she is,” comicbooks. com