Bellingham's directions, bustled about, and did all that was necessary until animation was restored. "What a confounded time those people are in fetching the doctor!" said Mr. Bellingham to Ruth, between whom and himself a sort of silent understanding had sprung up from the circumstance of their having been the only two (besides mere children) who had witnessed the accident, and also the only two to whom a certain degree of cultivation had given the power of understanding each other's thoughts and even each other's words. "It takes so much to knock an idea into such stupid people's heads. They stood gaping and asking which doctor they were to go for, as if it signified whether it was Brown or Smith, so long as he had his wits about him. Ihave no more time to waste here, either; I was on the gallop when I caught sight of the lad; and, now he has fairly sobbed and opened his eyes, Isee no use in my staying in this stifling atmosphere. May I trouble you with one thing? Will you be so good as to see that the little fellow has all that he wants? If you'll allow me, I'll leave you my purse," continued he, giving it to Ruth, who was only too glad to have this power entrusted to her of procuring one or two requisites which she had perceived to be wanted. But she saw some gold between the network; she did not like the charge of such riches. "I shall not want so much, really, sir. One sovereign will be plenty--more than enough. May I take that out, and I will give you back what is left of it when I see you again? or, perhaps, I had better send it to you, sir. "I think you had better keep it all at present. Oh, what a horrid dirty place this is insufferable two minutes longer. You must not stay here;you'll be poisoned with this abominable air. Come towards the door, I beg.
Well, if you think one sovereign will he enough, I will take my purse;only, remember you apply to me if you think they want more." They were standing at the door, where some one was holding Mr. Bellingham's horse. Ruth was looking at him with her earnest eyes (Mrs. Mason and her errands quite forgotten in the interest of the afternoon's event), her whole thoughts bent upon rightly understanding and following out his wishes for the little boy's welfare; and until now this had been the first object in his own mind. But at this moment the strong perception of Ruth's exceeding beauty came again upon him. He almost lost the sense of what he was saying, he was so startled with admiration. The night before, he had not seen her eyes; and now they looked straight and innocently full at him, grave, earnest, and deep. But when she instinctively read the change in the expression of his countenance, she dropped her large white veiling lids; and he thought her face was lovelier still. The irresistible impulse seized him to arrange matters, so that he might see her again before long. "No!" said he. "I see it would he better that you should keep the purse.
Many things may be wanted for the lad which we cannot calculate upon now.
If I remember rightly, there are three sovereigns and some loose change;I shall, perhaps, see you again in a few days, when, if there he any money left in the purse, you can restore it to me." "Oh, yes, sir," said Ruth, alive to the magnitude of the wants to which she might have to administer, and yet rather afraid of the responsibility implied in the possession of so much money. "Is there any chance of my meeting you again in this house?" asked he. "I hope to come whenever I can, sir; but I must run in errand-times, and I don't know when my turn may be." "Oh"--he did not fully understand this answer--"I should like to know how you think the boy is going on, if it is not giving you too much trouble;do you ever take walks?" "Not for walking's sake, sir." "Well," said he, "you go to church, I suppose? Mrs. Mason does not keep you at work on Sundays; I trust?" "Oh, no, sir. I go to church regularly." "Then, perhaps, you will be so good as to tell me what church you go to, and I will meet you there next Sunday afternoon?" "I go to St. Nicholas', sir. I will take care and bring you word how the boy is, and what doctor they get; and I will keep an account of the money I spend." "Very well, thank you. Remember, I trust to you." He meant that he relied on her promise to meet him; but Ruth thought that he was referring to the responsibility of doing the best she could for the child. He was going away, when a fresh thought struck him, and he turned back into the cottage once more, and addressed Ruth, with a half smile on his countenance---- "It seems rather strange, but we have no one to introduce us; my name is Bellingham--yours is"-- "Ruth Hilton, sir," she answered, in a low voice, for, now that the conversation no longer related to the boy, she felt shy and restrained. He held out his hand to shake hers; and, just as she gave it to him, the old grandmother came tottering up to ask some question. The interruption jarred upon him, and made him once more keenly alive to the closeness of the air, and the squalor and dirt by which he was surrounded. "My good woman," said he to Nelly Brownson, "could you not keep your place a little neater and cleaner? It is more fit for pigs than human beings.
The air in this room is quite offensive, and the dirt and filth is really disgraceful." By this time he was mounted, and, bowing to Ruth, he rode away. Then the old woman's wrath broke out. "Who may you be, that knows no better manners than to come into a poor woman's house to abuse it?--fit for pigs, indeed! What d'ye call yon fellow?" "He is Mr. Bellingham," said Ruth, shocked at the old woman's apparent ingratitude. "It was he that rode into the water to save your grandson.