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With a little sigh she opened her eyes, and letting them rest upon his face, said, gently, "Oh, Ranald, I am so glad you I am so sorry I have been so bad to you." She could say no more, but from her closed eyes two great tears made their way down her pale cheeks. "Oh, Maimie, Maimie," said Ranald, in a broken voice, "tell me you are not hurt."
At this bitter sight Maimie stopped blankly, as if all her lapful of darling treasures were suddenly spilled, and then for very disdain she could not sob; in a swell of protest against all puling cowards she ran to St. Govor's Well and hid in Tony's stead. When the ayah reached the gate and saw Tony far in front she thought her other charge was with him and passed out.
Indeed, as she listened to-day, remembering these old impressions, the tears began to flow, till Hughie, not understanding, crept over to his mother, and to comfort her, slipped his hand into hers, looking fiercely at Maimie as if she were to blame.
But not for these girls, who play the game with never a thought of impropriety and with no shock to their modesty. Much depends on how you think about these things." But Maimie was not satisfied.
'Build a house round her, they cried, and at once everybody perceived that this was the thing to do; in a moment a hundred fairy sawyers were among the branches, architects were running round Maimie, measuring her; a bricklayer's yard sprang up at her feet, seventy-five masons rushed up with the foundation-stone, and the Queen laid it, overseers were appointed to keep the boys off, scaffoldings were run up, the whole place rang with hammers and chisels and turning-lathes, and by this time the roof was on and the glaziers were putting in the windows.
They always build in the eaves of the houses where they lived when they were humans, and sometimes they try to fly in at a nursery window, and perhaps that is why Peter loves them best of all the birds. And the little house? The fairies build the house merely because it is so pretty, but Peter rides round in memory of Maimie, and because he still loves to do just as he believes real boys would do.
And Maimie kept her promise, and never frightened Tony with a goat again, though I have heard that she created another animal. David does it, for instance, and he and I know the likeliest place for leaving them in, and we shall tell you if you like, but for mercy's sake don't ask us before Porthos, for he is so fond of toys that, were he to find out the place, he would take every one of them.
"That I have, you better believe," replied Aleck, proudly. "It was very clever of Ranald to come so near beating you, wasn't it?" she said, innocently. "He must be a splendid driver." "He drives pretty well," admitted Aleck. "He did nothing else all last winter in the shanties." "He is so young, too," went on Maimie. "Just a boy, isn't he?" Aleck was not sure how to take this.
"I wanted you to come in, and mother wanted Cousin Harry to see you." "Cousin Harry?" "Yes; Maimie's brother came last night, you know, and Maimie is going back with him in two weeks." "Maimie's brother. Well, well, is that the nice-looking fellow that sat by you?" "Huh-huh, he is awful nice, and mother wanted "
Surprised and enraged, the Frenchman turned to demolish the man who had dared to insult the "boss bully on de reever Hottawa." "Vous n'avez pas remarque la demoiselle," said the lieutenant, in a tone of politeness. The lumberman, who had swaggered up ready to strike, glanced at Maimie, took off his hat, and made a ceremonious bow. "Eh bien! Non! Pardon, Mams'elle."
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