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After a bit we got quite into the way of calling for Kate and Jeanie after their day's work was done, and taking them out for a walk. I don't know that I cared so much for Kate in those days anyhow, but by degrees we got to think that we were what people call in love with each other. It went deeper with her than me, I think. It mostly does with women.
Deans," he said in a very consequential manner, "to salute your daughter, whilk I presume this young lass to be I kiss every pretty girl that comes to Roseneath, in virtue of my office." Having made this gallant speech, he took out his quid, saluted Jeanie with a hearty smack, and bade her welcome to Argyle's country.
Tudor turned his hawk eyes upon her. "Who are you, may I ask?" Piers' free hand clenched, and a sudden hot flush rose to his forehead. But Avery made answer before he could speak. "I am the mother's help at the Vicarage. My name is Denys Mrs. Denys. And Jeanie is in my care. Now, will you look at the injury?" She smiled a little as she said it, but the decision of her speech was past disputing.
Mrs Girdwood and her daughters having returned home, in a most uneasy state of mind on the lassie's account, the deacon himself came over to me, to consult what he ought to do as the head of a family. But I advised him to wait till Jeanie cast up, which was the next morning.
Dr. Tudor regarded her piercingly for a moment or two, then without a word turned aside. The tension went out of Piers' attitude; he held Jeanie comfortingly close. At the end of a brief examination the doctor spoke. "Yes. A simple fracture. I can soon put that to rights. You can help me, Mrs. Denys."
Mackie's care, and the indefinite detention in central Hindostan, they had heard often-times; for, as there is no corner of the world where a Scot may not be met with, so, with laudable nationality, they all hang together; and Glenmuir was written to frequently, all about the child, through Jeanie Mackie, "her mark," and a scholarly sergeant, Duncan Blair.
Is he safe the Duke, I would say? gasped Eleanor. 'Oh, let me see, Jeanie. 'The Duke, is it? Ah! Geordie is giving a hand to help him on the ground. Tak' tent, tak' tent, Geordie. Dinna coup ower. Ah! they are baith there, and one two three muckle fellows are coming after them. 'Climbing up there! exclaimed the Dame, bustling up. 'God speed them. Those are joes worth having, leddies!
When she led him into the kirk of a sabbath morning, all the neighbours greeted the dutiful daughter with an approving smile, and the old man looked so serene and happy that Jeanie was fully repaid for her labours of love. Her industry and piety often formed the theme of conversation to the young lads of the village. "What a guid wife Jeanie Burns wull mak'!" cried one.
Laurence had hitherto made but very slow progress in his studies. His head and eyes ached, he said, whenever he looked at a book, though he really was anxious to learn for the sake of pleasing Jeanie. Mrs Ramsay did not object to allow Jeanie to try the new sleigh, and the next morning, accompanied by several other girls, she set out in high glee with Mrs Ramsay, who went to look on at the sport.
"Oh, thank you awfully!" Grade kissed her fervently. "I'll run and tell Jeanie. She will be pleased." She skipped from the room, and Avery went to prepare for the walk. "Poor little souls!" she murmured to herself. "How I wish they were mine!"
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