It is always a rare luxury to be envied by a Philosopher; and I think I duly appreciated my blessings, and showed it in the swagger with which I marched my man under the faggery window.
Tempest was depressingly gloomy as we walked along, and my gentle reminder that we could not take the short cut across the playing fields, after the doctor's prohibition, but should have to walk round, did not tend to cheer him up.

I half feared he would propose to walk over, in defiance of all consequences.

Possibly, if he had been alone, he would have done so, but on my account he made a grudging concession to law and order.
At the Redwoods', however, he cheered up at once.

He received a royal welcome from the little girls--in marked contrast to Miss Mamie's sulky reception of me as the destroyer of her nice sash.

Redwood himself was delighted to see him, and the family tea was quite a merry one.
When we adjourned to the captain's "den" afterwards I was decidedly out of it.