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"You do not know what poverty means!" rejoined Alister. "We may have to endure much for our people!" "It means YOU any way, does it not? If you and poverty come together, welcome you and your friend! I see I must confess a thing! Do you remember telling me to read Julius Caesar?" "Yes."
"What would you like to know about him?" asked Alister. "Anything you care to tell me," she answered. Now there was nothing pleased Alister better than talking about Ian; and he talked so that Mercy could not help feeling what a brother he must be himself; while on his part Alister was delighted with the girl who took such an interest in Ian: for Ian's sake he began to love Mercy.
"You would tell him I emptied your gun because you threatened me with it!" "You were going off with my bag!" "Because I undertook to carry your bag, was I bound to endure your company?" "Alister!" said a quiet voice out of the darkness. The highlander started, and in a tone strangely tremulous, yet with a kind of triumph in it, answered "Ian!"
Alister looked straight in his mother's face. "You do not imagine, mother," he said, "it will make any difference as to Mercy?" "Not make any difference!" echoed Mrs. Macruadh. "What is it possible you can mean, Alister?" The anger that glowed in her dark eyes made her look yet handsomer, proving itself not a mean, though it might be a misplaced anger.
But there is another thing, Alister: I fear lest you should ever forget that her birth and her connections are no more a part of the woman's self than her poverty or her wealth." "I know it, Ian. I will not forget it." "There must never be a word concerning them!" "Nor a thought, Ian! In God's name I will be true to her." They found Annie of the shop in a sad way.
First that the common sailors took much more readily to Alister from his being more of their own rank in birth and upbringing, though so vastly superior by education.
"Alister, you dear fellow!" returned Ian, "can you understand no better than that? Do you not see I am happy now? My trouble was that I did not love her not that she loved me, but that I did not love her! Now we shall love each other for ever!" "How do you know that, Ian?" "By knowing that I love her. If I had not come to know that, I could not have said to myself I would love her for ever."
But it seemed odd that, when the talk turned upon the home-shooting called sport, both Alister and Ian should sit in unsmiling silence. There was in Ian a certain playfulness, a subdued merriment, which made Mercy doubt her ears after his seriousness of the night before. Life seemed to flash from him on all sides, occasionally in a keen stroke of wit, oftener in a humorous presentation of things.
The laird and Christina started together, but, far from keeping at her side, Alister went and came, now talking to this couple, now to that, and adding to the general pleasure with every word he spoke. Ian and Mercy walked together, and as often as the chief left her side, Christina joined them. Mrs. Palmer stayed with their hostess; her husband took the younger children by the hand; Mr.
"If he should insist on your having something with me, you will not refuse, will you? Why should you mind it?" Alister was silent. The thing had already begun to grow dreadful! How could he tell her his reasons! Was it necessary to tell her? If he had to explain, it must be to her father, not to her!
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