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Good-by, now. Don't you cry, now, mother, and you, Jeannie and Maggie. Don't you fash yourselves about me. I'll be back again. And if I shouldn't come back why, I'll be all right." So he goes, and they stand looking after him, and his old dog wonders why he is going, and where, and makes a move to follow him, maybe.
'Well if I like it well enough to-day. Dane was silent, probably feeling that his duty as Miss Kennedy's guardian was in the way of doing him very frequent disservice. However he was not a man to be swayed by that consideration. He came close alongside of Jeannie Deans and looked hard in Wych Hazel's face as he spoke, 'Do you think Mr. Falkirk would be willing to have you go to- day?
I would like to succeed in making you divine this, as you follow out the simple history itself. "Just in time!" cried Jeannie Hadden, running up into Leslie's room at mid-afternoon that day. "There's a stage over from Littleton, and your trunk is being brought up this minute."
Effie was roused from her state of stupefied horror by the entrance of Jeannie who, rushing into the cell, threw her arms round her neck. "What signifies coming to greet ower me," said poor Effie, "when you have killed me? Killed me, when a word from your mouth would have saved me." "You shall not die," said Jeannie, with enthusiastic firmness.
I do think, if Jeannie had survived, I never should have turned my thoughts towards another wife." "But as she did not, you married twice after her death; and are desirous of doing so a third time." "The truth can never justly be gainsaid, Major Duncan, and I am always ready to avow it. I'm thinking, Lundie, you are melancholar this fine evening?"
These words broke from him not without tears, though David was of no melting mood. "And Effie and Effie, dear father?" was Jeannie's eager question. "You will never see her mair, my bairn," answered Deans, in solemn tones. "She is dead! It has come ower late!" exclaimed Jeannie, wringing her hands. "No, Jeannie, she lives in the flesh, and is at freedom from earthly restraint.
Only Jeannie Deans really met her requirements as a "part" and she left much to be desired in the way of romance and beauty. Most often she was young Lochinvar or Rob Roy; sometimes Coeur de Lion led her on full-blooded adventure. There were quaint old books of Norse and Keltic legend, musty, leather-bound books with wood-cut illustrations and long "s's" in the printing.
III. Jeannie's Pilgrimage David Deans and his eldest daughter found in the house of a cousin the nearest place of friendly refuge. When he recovered from his long swoon, he was too feeble to speak when their hostess came in. "Is all over?" said Jeannie, with lips pale as ashes. "And is there no hope for her?" "Nane, or next to nane," said her cousin, Mrs.
I'se uphand it's been Robertson that learned ye that doctrine." "Was it him?" cried Effie. "Was it him, indeed? O I see it was him, poor lad! And I was thinking his heart was as hard as the nether millstane, and him in sic danger on his ain part. Poor George! O, Jeannie, tell me every word he said, and if he was sorry for poor Effie!" "What needs I tell ye onything about 't?" said Jeannie.
At last, however, I did, and became gentle and happy in my chosen solitude, while others were enjoying themselves together. In the middle of the afternoon, they all went out to walk. When Jeannie came up for her bonnet, she ran to my closet, and called out to me, "Dear Alice! mother told me not to come to you at dinner time; but we can't be happy without you. Jane says she can't play without you.
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