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She lifted up her eyes a little, cornerwise, without moving her head, and gave a twinkle of mischief over at mother and Ruth. When Jeannie was gone, she kept on silently, a few minutes, with her diagrams. Then she said, in her funniest, repressed way, "I can see a little how it must be; but I suppose I ought to understand the differential calculus to compute it.
If I had not been so foolish as to enter into that agreement with Messrs. Meeson, I could have got the money by selling my new book easily enough; and I should have been able to take Jeannie abroad, and I believe that she would have lived at least I hoped so. But now it is finished, and cannot be helped." "I wish I had known," blundered Eustace, "I could have lent you the money.
Early the next month Robert Stevenson must proceed upon his voyage of inspection, part by land, part by sea. 'MY DEAREST JEANNIE, While the people of the inn are getting me a little bit of something to eat, I sit down to tell you that I had a most excellent passage across the water, and got to Wemyss at mid- day.
Robinson, 'so we ha'ena seen the laddie for a while. 'He hasna wrote this week, remarked Jeannie. 'But of course you'll ha'e heard frae him, Christina' this with respectful diffidence. 'He's been busy at the shooting' Christina replied, wishing she had more news to give. 'I wisht I had a gun, observed Jimsie. 'I wud shoot the whuskers aff auld Tirpy. Jings, I wud that!
Linceford and Jeannie compromised the matter by rising themselves and accompanying Elinor from the room. Leslie, of course, went also.
"Who all were there?" inquired the hostess her Southern birth and her woman's interest in the goings-on of the garrison manifesting themselves at one and the same time. "Oh, about a dozen, all told," answered Mr. Hatton. "Mrs. Bruce and Jeannie, Mrs. Forrest, Mrs. Post, the Gordon girls, Mrs. Wells, and finally Miss Forrest.
Stuart, said he; 'I'm next the wa' wi' ye I'll stand treat. Wi' sair pressing I was prevailed upon to sit doun again, and we had anither and anither, till I was perfectly insensible. What took place, or how I got hame, I couldna tell, and the only thing I remember was a head fit to split the next day, and Jeannie very ill pleased and powty-ways.
In a few miles, however, before they had come to the ferry over Snake River, the recent leave-taking and his employer's kind but dominating repression lifted from the boy's spirit. His gray eye wakened keen again, and he began to whistle light opera tunes, looking about him alertly, like the sparrow-hawk that he was. "Ever see Jeannie Winston in 'Fatinitza'?" he inquired of Mr. Bolles.
Why, this is delightful! Now indeed am I welcome home! Come right into my parlor, said the but I'm no spider. Come, Miss Forrest, I know you want to see my little girl, I left Jeannie Bruce with her. Major, you and I want a glass of Madeira and Mrs. Miller to bless the occasion, and then we all want some music, don't we? Come in, and welcome."
When Jeannie set out from London on her homeward journey, it was not to travel on foot, but in the Duke of Argyle's carriage, and the end of the journey was not Edinburgh, but the isle of Roseneath, in the Firth of Clyde. When the landing-place was reached, it was in the arms of her father that Jeannie was received. It was too wonderful to be believed but the form was indisputable.
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