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"The fearless rogue will hang himself, and realize the prophecy of Merlin the wild, regarding our house 'On Cockburn's elm, on Henderland lee, A Cockburn laird shall hangit be." "God forfend!" ejaculated Marjory. "Hector, undo that cord, and descend. My ears ring with old Lailoken's prophetic rhyme, when I look on that swing. I shall have it removed."
In so doing he brushed against Maud, and she was not at all pleased. "What a horrid, rough dog!" she cried. "Do send him off, one of you! I hate a great lumbering beast like that!" "He isn't either horrid or rough," said Marjory indignantly, "but I think I'd better go. Good-bye, Miss Hilary Forester. Good-bye, Blanche. Come, Silky darling." And she walked on. Maud laughed.
"Then drink to our good health with your friends," he suggested. Calling a taxicab, he assisted her in; but before the door closed Marjory leaned toward her and whispered in her ear: "You will come back to the hotel at six?" "Yes, madame." So Marie went off to her cousins, looking in some ways more like a bride than her mistress. Marjory preferred to walk.
True, she had not thought about them so much of late; but although they were not uppermost in her mind, they were still there. And now those words of the doctor's brought comfort for the memory of many a lonely wakeful hour, when Marjory should have been sleeping the untroubled sleep of childhood.
"Take them," said Coleman. It seemed to him preposterous that this idiot with a broken head should interpolate upon his tragedy. " Afterward you and the groom get the three horses and we will start for Athens at once." "For Athens? At once? " said Marjory's voice in his ear. "Om," said Coleman, " I was thinking of starting." "Why? " asked Marjory, unconcernedly. Coleman shot her a quick glance.
Marjory, ashamed of her part in the quarrel, asked Alan if his forehead hurt. "No, it's nothing but a scratch, but I tell you," enthusiastically, "it was a splendid hit. Any fellow would have done the same if another chap had ragged his friend. I say," he continued bashfully, "would you two chum up with me? It's beastly dull for me at home now." "Where's Herbert?" asked Marjory.
"Oh," said the man, as if taken aback, "there is a Mr. Shaw then?" "Oh yes," replied Marjory, delighted that her bait had taken, as she thought. Then she said quickly, "I must be going now." "Good-night, miss, and thank you for the information. Please don't say you've seen me, if you can help it."
Then, instead of vanishing, it came on straight toward her. She sprang to her feet, leaning back against the wall, not daring to look again. So she stood, counting her heart-beats; for she was still certain that when a hundred or so of them had passed, the illusion also would fade. Marjory did not have time to count a full hundred heart-beats before she heard a light rap at the door.
The doctor had always spoken of his sister as Miss Marjory; he had never got into the habit of speaking of her as Mrs. Davidson to his servants, and it was always "Miss Marjory's room" to them. There was quite a little crowd at the station to see them off on the day of their departure.
"The Lady Marjory bade me tell you that news has reached her, that from each of the garrisons of Ayr, Lanark, Stirling and Bothwell, a force is marching toward your hold, which the governor of Bothwell has sworn to destroy. When I left they were expected hourly in sight, and this is full a week since."
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