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So the two old people slumbered together, and Katie had to steal away to weep a few tears in the dark while her brother watched beside them, and they did not dare to ask themselves whether they hoped or feared in the stillness that fell on them. "They say this is the old squire's last night," whispered Davie at last. "I saw Ben coming out as I passed."
She liked, as far as possible, to have things move on smoothly around her; and so the only thought she now had was to chime in with "Auntie's" fancy; to humor her, as one would humor an insane person, and to hope that something might turn up in time to prevent anything "dreadful." In this state of mind Katie went on talking with "Auntie."
Sometimes Katie went with her, and then they always paused a while under the acorn-tree and played "King and Queen." Dotty said she wished they could ever remember to bring their nipperkins, for in that case the milk would taste a great deal more like nectar. The "nipperkins" were a pair of handled cups which the children supposed to be silver, and which they always used at table.
"Tell me of her, Katie," urged her mother's friend. "Harry seems to think she means much to you. Just what is it she means to you?" For the moment she was desperate in her wondering how to tell it. And then it happened that from her frenzied wondering what to say of it she sank into the deeper wondering what it was. What it was what in truth it had been all the time Ann meant to her.
"Katie," he asked passionately, "you mean that if walking together we can't always be all in the sunshine ?" "The thing that matters," said Katie, "is walking together." "Over roads where there might be no sunshine? Rough, steep roads, perhaps?" "Whatever kind, of roads they may be," said Katie, with the steadiness and the fervor of a devotee repeating a prayer.
"Bless you, child, I've suspected it ever since I first heard of his emotion on hearing the names of your parents. But nobody else knows, I didn't think it necessary to tell your mother-in-law or Katie, unless, of course, you want me to do so." Her smile was so cheery, so infectious, that I could not help but smile back at her. There was still something on my mind, however.
It was also too late now to hunt them up, and too late to hope to see Katie. That must be postponed till the morrow. Ashby was beginning to feel more melancholy than ever in his life before, when suddenly he was roused by a loud exclamation. "Well, by Jove! Halloo, old boy! Ashby himself, by all that's wonderful!"
And now I should like to ask you calmly, Miss Westlotorn, one simple question: Did you ever hear in all your life of such a perfect and unmitigated chuckle-head?" "Never!" said Katie, in a demure tone. "Well," continued Harry, ruefully, "luck was against me. I met with several delays of a tedious kind, and lost in all about two days.
You are not looking well, Katie; you are so white, and your eyes don't seem to be half open." "I am quite well, I assure you," said Katherine, composedly, and avoiding a half-offered kiss by drawing a chair forward for her visitor. "I wish I could say as much," returned Mrs. Ormonde, with a deep sigh, throwing herself into it.
There was plenty of work for everybody, and there was, moreover, a variety, and Katie felt very much elated at her promotion when she first came into the gay, pleasant folding-room. But the poor girl was destined to meet with a very bitter disappointment. Perhaps the most severe trial of her life awaited her in that pleasant room.
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