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But Gavin's voice brought the warrior's gallant presence so vividly before them that not even Tilly felt like smiling, and there was a sober hush as the song went on to tell how the brave knight "Went gaily to the fray. He fought the fight But ere the night His soul had passed away.
Many could not look, and some of them did not even see Rob Dow jump. For it was Dow, the man with the crushed leg, who saved Gavin's life, and flung away his own for it. Suddenly he was seen on the edge of the bank, holding one end of the improvised rope in his hand. As Tosh says "It all happened in the opening and shutting o' an eye.
She took the heavy gate in her strong, brown hands and pushed it back. "Oh, Gavin," she cried radiantly, "I will have to be your other hand, won't I?" Even Gavin's unready tongue could not miss this great opportunity, "Yes, you will be everything, my whole life, Christine," he murmured. The heavy gate between them was open at last.
At first she thought the trouble arose over Christina and was bitterly disappointed when the handsome young man from town had stepped in and ruined all Gavin's hopes. But she knew he was too proud to grieve long, and he had laughed one night when Auntie Flora read him "The Manly Heart," "Shall I, wasting in despair, die because a lady's fair?
Every one had sorrowed deeply with the Grant Girls and now the whole countryside came out to Craig-Ellachie to rejoice with them and to hear again and again the story of Gavin's rescue. And the Grant Girls put in such a garden as the county had never seen, and grew young and bright again with joy and hope. As for Christina she moved about in a golden dream.
This was sufficient to make him dash after the dog, and in less than a minute he stopped abruptly by the side of a shepherd. "Have you brocht it?" the man cried almost into Gavin's ear; yet the roar of the water was so tremendous that the words came faintly, as if from a distance. "Wae is me; is it only you, Mr. Dishart?" "Is it only you!"
And, just above him, he could hear quick, light breathing, breathing that was almost a sob. His unseen nurse was taking her job not only seriously but compassionately. That was evident. It did not jibe with Gavin's slight experience with trained nurses. Wherefore, it puzzled him.
Gavin's arms but they met on nothing. She had run away. When the little minister had gone, a man came from behind a tree and shook his fist in the direction taken by the gypsy. It was Rob Dow, black with passion. "It's the Egyptian!" he cried. "You limmer, wha are you that hae got haud o' the minister?" He pursued her, but she vanished as from Gavin is Windyghoul.
The Egyptian's pique had vanished, but she may have thought that the conversation was becoming dangerous, for she said abruptly "Well, I sometimes think about you." "Do you?" said Gavin, absurdly gratified. "What do you think about me?" "I wonder," answered the Egyptian, pleasantly, "which of us is the taller." Gavin's fingers twitched with mortification, and not only his fingers but his toes.
He closed the window, remembering even in his misery to do it quietly so as not to disturb the dear ones who were sleeping. He still knelt on at the window watching the shining track where the song of deathless liberty was fading away. But there was a pair of loving ears near, that had heard all Gavin's movements.
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