164 A BREAKFAST, AND — BROKEN BONES. 



So much for a brutal temper, and ungoverned pas- 

 sions. 



Fairfax came cheaply off in comparison, with a sim- 

 ple fracture of the arm, a dislocated ancle, and a few 

 scratches. 



Brave "Thunderbolt** had saved his master, and 

 was uninjured. 



Mary Morton's faint was soon over, and the news 

 made her, when she heard it, as well as ever. The old 

 admiral had come up too, and Mary and he both in- 

 sisted that Fairfax should be carried no whither but to 

 Merton Hall, and no whither else was he carried. So 

 for the present there we'll leave him. 



Jardinier was not carried to the devil then — though 

 no one would have cared a farthing if he had been. 



Whither he may be carried some day, is more 

 doubtful. 



Should I hear, and you care about it, I'll tell you, 

 gentle reader. 



