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The Story of Charles Strange. 251 *¢ What can be the matter?” she gasped. ‘Oh, Aunt Lucy!” ‘¢ Hatch is nodding heartily, as if not much were wrong,” remarked Miss Brightman, who was watching her through the glasses, ‘“* Hatch is peculiar in manner, as you are aware, Mr. Charles, but she means no disrespect with it.” I smiled. I knew Hatch quite as well as Miss Brightman knew her. ** Now what brings you to Hastings?” she exclaimed, rising from her chair, when Hatch was shown in. “My missis brought me, ma’am,” returned Hatch with composure. ** Miss Annabel, you be looking frighted, but there’s nothing wrong. Yesterday morning, all in a flurry like, your mamma took it into her head to come down here, and we drove down with 4: “* Drove down?” | ** Yes, ma’am, with four posters to the carriage. My missis can’t abear the rail; she says folks stare at her: and here we be at the Queen’s Hotel, she, and me, and Perry.” ** Would you like to take a chair, Hatch?” said Miss Brightman. ** My legs is used to standing, ma’am,” replied Hatch with a nod of thanks, ‘‘and I’ve not much time to linger. It was late last night when we got here. This morning, up gets my missis and downstairs she comes to her breakfast in her sitting-room, and me with her to wait upon her, for sometimes her hands is shaky and she prefers me to Perry or anybody else ——” *‘How has your mistress been lately?” interposed Miss Bright- man. ‘Better, ma’am. Not always quite the thing, though a deal better on the whole. But I must get on about this morning,” added Hatch impressively. ‘‘* Waiter,’ says my missis when the man brings up the coffee. ‘Mum?’ says he. ‘Iam subject to spadical attacks in the chest,’ says she, ‘and should like to have some brandy jn my room: they take me sometimes in the middle of the night. Put a bottle into it, the very best French, and a corkscrew. Or you may as well put two bottles,’ she goes on, ‘I may be here some time.’ ‘It shall be done, mum,’ says he. I was as vexed as I could be ta hear it,” broke off Hatch, *‘ but what could I do? I couldn’t contradict my missis and tell the man that no brandy must be put in her room, or else she’d drink it. Well, ma’am, I goes down presently to my own breakfast with Perry, and while we sat at it a chambermaid comes through the room: ‘I’ve put two bottles of brandy in the lady’s bedroom, as was ordered,’ says she. With that Perry looks at me all in a fluster—he have no more wits to turn things off than a born idiot. ‘Very well,’ says I to her, eating at my egg as if I thought nothing, ‘I hopes my missis won’t have no call to use ’em, Dut she’s took awful bad in the chest sometimes, and it’s as well for us to be ready.’ ‘I’m sure I pities her,’ says the girl, ‘ for there ain’t nothing worse than spasms. I has ’em myself occasional ——’” Cconniclooolks (C(O)