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"Do you think you are acting in your rights, sir," Ruthven broke in defiantly, "when you invade the property of the Northwest Company and threaten its servants?" "You scoundrel!" cried Boyd, "were you acting in your rights when you waylaid and captured a courier of the Hudson Bay Company?" "It's a lie!" "Come, we know better," said I. "The prisoner is in this house and we want him at once."
And henceforth avoiding all mention of her preserver in her conversations with Lady Ruthven, she had confined the subject to her own breast; and thinking that she thought of him more by her intention to speak of him less, she wondered not that whenever she was alone his image immediately rose in her mind, his voice seemed to sound in her ears, and even as the summer air wafted its soft fragrance over her cheek, she would turn as if she felt that breath which had so gently brushed her to repose.
The bitter waters of fear and grief passed over her, and she was well nigh overwhelmed. "Oh papa! mamma! Oh Harry! Oh! my little brothers." "Miss Elliott," said a voice that made her heart stand still, "Graeme, you must let me help you now." She rose and turned toward him. "Mr Ruthven! I was not aware " said she, moving toward the door through which light came from the parlour.
Now, my situation is so er peculiar that I ought to be thankful to exchange identities with any man. But I wouldn't with Mr. Ruthven Smith for all his money and jewels." Annesley opened her eyes. "Did I say anything about jewels?" she asked. "No, you didn't," the man assured her, "except in mentioning the name of Ruthven Smith.
Lady Ruthven was going to remonstrate, when the loud huzzas of the people and soldiers, accompanied by acclamations of "Long live victorious Wallace, our prince and king!" struck Helen back into her seat, and Lady Ruthven darting toward the window, cried aloud, "He comes, Helen, he comes! His bonnet off his noble brow. Oh! how princely does he look! and now he bows.
"Yes; an agency man telephoned me that he's just back from Sandy Hook " The train began to move out of the station. Ruthven hesitated, then stepped away from the passing car with a significant parting nod to Hallam. As the train, gathering momentum, swept past him, he stared about at the snow-covered station, the guard, the few people congregated there.
Ruthven began to explain, rather languidly, that it was impossible; but "I want it," insisted the other doggedly. "I can't be of any service to you in this instance." "Oh, yes, I think you can. I tell you I want that card. Do you understand plain speech?" "Ya-as," drawled Ruthven, seating himself a trifle wearily among his cushions, "but yours is so ah very plain quite elemental, you know.
Mr Ruthven caught at this suggestion for saving his night's rest, and went off to seek Rollo; not so rapidly, however, but that he heard the remark sent after him by Lady Carse, that it was a pretty thing for a man to stand up in his pulpit, where nobody could answer him, and lecture people about Christian duty, and then to be outdone in the first trial by the first of his flock that came into comparison with him.
Murray smiled, while his plumed head bowed gratefully to his uncle, and turning to the lieutenant, "Now," said he, "lead me to the Ladies Mar and Ruthven that I may assure them they are free." The gates of the keep were now unclosed, and the lieutenant conducted his victors along a gloomy passage, to a low door, studded with knobs of iron.
Then I began to work east, and directly I saw the things in the window here I felt sure I had found you at last. You tiresome fellow! Here I have wasted nearly half my holidays looking for you." "I am so sorry, Ruthven." "Sorry! you ought to be more than sorry. You ought to be ashamed of yourself, downright ashamed. But, there, I won't say any more now. Now, can't you come out with me?"
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