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Half an hour later, just as Dora was ready to leave the house for her engagements in Wattleborough, her brother came into the hall and took his hat, saying: 'I'll walk a little way with you, if you don't mind. When they were in the road, he asked her in an offhand manner: 'Do you think I ought to say good-bye to the Yules? Or won't it signify? 'I should have thought you would wish to.
'I'll make an opportunity of talking about your books to Fadge. I think Fadge and I shall get on pretty well together. Alfred Yule hates the man fiercely, for some reason or other. By the way, I may as well tell you that I broke short off with the Yules on purpose. 'Oh? 'I had begun to think far too much about the girl. Wouldn't do, you know.
She had a mournful warning before her eyes in the case of poor Hinks and his wife, who were now kept from the workhouse only by charity. But at this juncture the rescuer appeared. Mr Quarmby and certain of his friends were already making a subscription for the Yules' benefit, when one of their number Mr Jedwood, the publisher came forward with a proposal which relieved the minds of all concerned.
I asked one question, 'Where are the Yules? He answered, as he vanished, 'The young people are all at the mountains. That was enough, and congratulating myself on the forethought which would save me some hundred miles of needless delay, away I went, and for days have been searching for you every where on that side of these hills which I know so well.
'You seem to get along with Miss Yule pretty well, after all, said Jasper, when the family were alone again. 'Did you anticipate anything else? Maud asked. 'It seemed doubtful, up at Yule's house. Well, get her to come here again before I go. But it's a pity she doesn't play the piano, he added, musingly. For two days nothing was seen of the Yules.
But no Yules had passed, and feeling sure you were on this side I came, not around, but straight over, for this seemed a royal road to my love, and here I found her waiting for me by the way. Now Sylvia, are your doubts all answered, your fears all laid, your heart at rest on mine?" As the time drew nearer Sylvia's task daunted her.
The other man will repeat it to somebody else, "A young fellow whose way is clear before him," and so I come to the ears of a man who thinks "Just the fellow I want; I must look him up and ask him if he'll do such-and-such a thing." But I should like to see these Yules at home; I must fish for an invitation. In the afternoon, Miss Harrow and Marian came at the expected hour.
The ghost of his guilt haunts Logan, he cannot drown it in a red sea of burgundy: life has lost its flavour; if he returns, it will be with the true Scottish desire to die in his own country, though of his ancient family’s lands he has not kept an acre. Pleasant rich Restalrig, strong Fastcastle, jolly Gunnisgreen of the ‘great Yules,’ all are gone. Nothing is left.
Bothwell was a Catholic; Gowrie, he declared, was another; Logan was a trafficker with Jesuits, and an ‘idolater’ in the matter of ‘keeping great Yules.’ Logan, however, if Letter IV is genuine, in substance, wrote that he ‘utterly dissented’ from Gowrie’s opinion.
Foolish with happiness, she thought it was the first of many Yules whether here in this frost-locked country or in the forests of Wineland mattered little to her. She saw them all in years to come as they were now and felt her heart high in her breast. And then at the end of March, when men began to talk again of the ice breaking up, and the thawing of the passages, her child was born.
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