When Colonel Mannering left Bertram he went to Julia's dressing-room and dismissed her attendant.

'My dear sir,' she said as he entered, 'you have forgot our vigils last night, and have hardly allowed me time to comb my hair, although you must be sensible how it stood on end at the various wonders which took place.' 'It is with the inside of your head that I have some business at present, Julia; I will return the outside to the care of your Mrs.Mincing in a few minutes.' 'Lord, papa,' replied Miss Mannering, 'think how entangled all my ideas are, and you to propose to comb them out in a few minutes! If Mincing were to do so in her department she would tear half the hair out of my head.' 'Well then, tell me,' said the Colonel, 'where the entanglement lies, which I will try to extricate with due gentleness ?' 'O, everywhere,' said the young lady; 'the whole is a wild dream.' 'Well then, I will try to unriddle it.' He gave a brief sketch of the fate and prospects of Bertram, to which Julia listened with an interest which she in vain endeavoured to disguise.

'Well,' concluded her father, 'are your ideas on the subject more luminous ?' 'More confused than ever, my dear sir,' said Julia.

'Here is this young man come from India, after he had been supposed dead, like Aboulfouaris the great voyager to his sister Canzade and his provident brother Hour.

I am wrong in the story, I believe--Canzade was his wife; but Lucy may represent the one and the Dominie the other.