"You are surprised to see me; but I have still more right to be
surprised at seeing you. What brings you here?"
"I am staying with my uncle, Sir Oswald Eversleigh, at Raynham Castle."
"Ah, to be sure; that superb place within four miles of the village of
Abbey wood, where I have taken up my quarters."
The baronet and his wife had been standing at a little distance from
the two young men; but Sir Oswald advanced, with Honoria still upon his
arm.
"Introduce me to your friend, Reginald," he said, in his most cordial
manner.
Reginald obeyed, and Victor was presented to Sir Oswald and his wife.
His easy and graceful bearing was calculated to make an agreeable
impression at the outset, and Sir Oswald was evidently pleased with the
appearance and manners of his nephew's friend.
"You are an artist, I see, Mr. Carrington," he said, after glancing at
the young man's sketch, which, even in its unfinished state, was no
contemptible performance.
"An amateur only, Sir Oswald," answered Victor. "I am by profession a
surgeon; but as yet I have not practised. I find independence so
agreeable that I can scarcely bring myself to resign it. I have been
wandering about this delightful county for the last week or two, with
my sketch-book under my arm--halting for a day or two in any
picturesque spot I came upon, and hiring a horse whenever I could get a
decent animal.
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