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other thing was, that he would not like my seeing Mr. Thorold.
I don't know how I knew it, but I knew it. I thought — it was
very odd — but I thought he was _jealous;_ or rather, I felt he
would be if he had any knowledge of our friendship for each
other. So I resolved he should have no such knowledge.
Our life went on now as it had done at our first coming. Every
day Dr. Sandford and I went to the woods and hills, on a
regular naturalist's expedition; and nothing is so pleasant as
such expeditions. At home, we were busy with microscopic
examinations, preparations, and studies; delightful studies,
and beautiful lessons, in which the doctor was the finest of
instructors, as I have said, and I was at least the happiest
of scholars. Mrs. Sandford fumed a little, and Mr. Sandford
laughed; but that did no harm. Everybody went to the hops,
except the doctor and me; and every morning and evening, at
guard-mounting and at parade, I was on the ground behind the
guard tents to watch the things done and listen to the music
and enjoy all the various beauty.
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