He had quite forgotten the affair at the breakfast-table,
and was only eager for her help and sympathy. "I have seen Harry," he
said.
"Very well. You came here to find him. I suppose I can see him also. I
am sure I need to see some one. I have been neglected all day;
suffering, lonely,"--
"Sophia, you and I are here to look after our own affairs a little. If
you are willing to help me, I shall be glad; if not"--
"You know I will help you in any thing I can, Julius."
Then he kissed her, and she cried a little, and he kissed her again; and
she dressed herself, and they went for a drive, and during it met Harry,
and brought him back to dine with them. Julius was particularly pleasant
to the unsuspicious soldier. He soon perceived that he was thoroughly
disgusted with the rigor and routine of military life, and longing to
free himself from its thraldom; and he encouraged him in the idea.
"I wonder how you stand it, Harry," he said sympathetically.
"You see, Julius, when I went into the army, I was so weary of
Sandal-Side; and I liked the uniform, and the stir of an officer's life,
and the admiration of the girls, and the whole _eclat_ of the thing. But
when a man's time comes, and he falls so deeply in love that he cares
for nothing on earth but one woman, then he hates whatever comes between
himself and that woman."
"Naturally so. I suppose it is the young lady I saw you walking with
this morning.
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