His beautiful beaming face and the singular way in which he
looked up with closed eyes was very attractive and must be well
remembered. But I did not notice it with the interest I might have done,
if other faces had not awakened in my memory a still keener interest.
For in a pew among those reserved for the professors and officials of
the city, I saw one in which there was certainly seated John Hatton and
his wife. There were some young men with them, who had a remarkable
resemblance to the couple, and I immediately began to speculate on the
probabilities which could have brought a Yorkshire spinner to the
ecclesiastical capital of Scotland.
After the service was over I found them at the Royal Hotel. Then I began
to learn the sequence. The landlord of the Royal introduced it by
informing me that Mr. and Mrs. John Hatton were _not_ there, but that
Sir John Hatton and Lady Hatton _were_ staying at the Royal. They were
delighted to see me again and for three days I was almost constantly in
Lady Hatton's company.
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