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But that he should have asked Honnor Cunyngham to come and look on at the antics of this gaping and grinning fool; that she should know he had to consort with such folk; that she should consider him an aider and abettor in putting this kind of entertainment before the public this galled him to the quick. The murmur of the Aivron and the Geinig seemed dinning in his ears.
It was a cheerful beacon; it spoke of human association and companionship; the moan of the hurrying Aivron seemed to have less of boding in it now.
And what for the end? the long, still strath after leaving Invershin the penetration into the more secret solitudes the peaks of Coulmore and Suilven in the west and here the Aivron making a murmuring music over its golden gravel!
He had grown familiar with every cadence of that mysterious voice now a whispering and laughing as the water chased over the sunny shallows then a harsher note where the current, fretting and chafing, as it were, was broken by multitudes of stones again a low murmur as the black river swept, dark and sullen, through a contracted channel finally a fiercer tumult as this once-placid Aivron, increasing in pace and volume every moment, flung itself, lion-like, over the masses of rocks its tawny mane upheaved to the daylight and then fell, crashing and plunging, into a mighty chasm, the birchwoods around reverberating with its angry roar.
When, at length, Robert admonished the young man to get ready, because a cloud was coming over, and this part of the Aivron had to be waded, Lionel got up with no great good-will; that silent companionship, in the gracious stillness and soothing murmur of the stream, seemed to him to be more profitable to the soul than the lashing of a wide pool with a seventeen-foot rod.
"Thank you very much; I would rather see you hook and land it than have the compliment of its being sent to me twenty times over. I was thinking this very minute of the Aivron, and your getting down to the ford the day after to-morrow, and old Robert being there to welcome you. I envy him and you. Are you to be all by yourself at the lodge?" "For the present, yes," Miss Honnor said.
They reached the banks of the Aivron, and trudged along under the tall cliffs and through the scattered birch and hazel. Then came the fording of the river the tramp along the other side the return ford and the small home-going party was reunited again.
The fact was that a Free Church minister whom Sir Hugh Cunyngham had met somewhere had called at Aivron Lodge; as the custom of that part of the country is, he was invited to stay to dinner; he sat late, told many stories, and drank a good deal of whiskey, until it was not judged prudent to let him try to get his pony across the ford, even if hospitality had not demanded that he should be offered a room for the night; and then, when every one was thinking of getting away to bed, the worthy man must needs insist on having family worship, to which the servants had also to be summoned.
"I promised to leave all the Aivron pools to Mr. Lestrange. But we may take the Junction Pool, for he won't have time to come beyond the Bad Step; and, by the way, Mr. Moore, if you feel stiff after yesterday, going up and down the Bad Step won't do you any harm."
Let our motto be, 'All for love, and the world well lost." Yes, a very pretty bargain; but as he considered that he was now wandering into the region of romance a region which he unhesitatingly scorned as having no relation with the facts of the world he withdrew from that futile and useless and idle speculation, and took to thinking of Miss Honnor Cunyngham as she actually was, and wondering over which of the Aivron pools the proud-featured fisher-maiden would be casting at this moment.
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