Claudia

But she in those fond feelings had no share;
Her sighs were not for him; to her he was
Even as a brother; but no more; 'twas much,
For brotherless she was save in the name
Her girlish friendship had bestowed on him;
Herself the solitary scion left
Of a time-honored race.

--Byron's Dream.

Ishmael applied himself diligently to active outdoor work during the
morning and to study during the evening hours.

Thus several days passed. Nothing was heard from Sam, the carriage, or
the judge.

Reuben Gray expressed great anxiety--not upon account of the judge, or
Miss Merlin, who, he averred, were both capable of taking care of
themselves and each other, but on account of Sam and his valuable charge
that he feared had in some way or other come to harm.

Ishmael tried to reassure him by declaring his own opinion that all was
right, and that Sam was only waiting at Baymouth for the arrival of his
master.

Reuben Gray only shook his head and predicted all sorts of misfortunes.

But Ishmael's supposition was proved to be correct, when late Wednesday
night, or rather--for it was after midnight--early Thursday morning, the
unusual sound of carriage wheels passing the road before the cottage
waked up all its inmates, and announced to them the arrival of the judge
and his daughter.

Reuben Gray started up and hurried on his clothes.

Ishmael sprang out of bed and looked forth from the window. But the
carriage without pausing for a moment rolled on its way to Tanglewood
House.