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Gavin rose weariedly, and walked through the mudhouse looking at her. "This is the end of it all," he said harshly, coming to a standstill. "I loved you, Babbie." "No," she answered, shaking her head. "You never knew me until now, and so it was not me you loved. I know what you thought I was, and I will try to be it now."
And you can't be on his pay roll when you say that, as I see it." Phillips stopped in his stride. "You've put it just as it is," he declared emphatically. "There's the situation what then? For I tell you now, Jed Winslow, I won't give her up until she tells me to." "Course not, Charlie, course not. But there's one thing more or two things, rather. There's your sister and Babbie.
You see, I've settled that she and Babbie are to have the house for as long as they want it, so it's only fair to let them settle the rest, seems to me. Whatever Mrs. Armstrong wants to pay'll be all right. You just leave it to her." Captain Sam rose to his feet. "I've a dum good mind to," he declared "'Twould serve you right if she paid you ten cents a year."
"Some of the Spittal servants suspect it, nevertheless," Babbie answered, "though how much they know I cannot say. He has not a servant now, either here or in England, who knew me as a child. The gardener who befriended me was sent away long ago. Lord Rintoul looks upon me as a disgrace to him that he cannot live without." "I dare say he cares for you more than you think," Gavin said gravely.
"Na; if he could get grip o' her he would break her ower his knee. I hearken to him saying that, when he's wild. He says she should be burned for a witch." "But if he hates her," asked Babbie, "how can she have sic power ower him?" "It's no him that she has haud o'," replied Micah. still looking away from her. "Wha is it then?" "It's Mr. Dishart."
Major Grover, who might reasonably have been expected to show some irritation at his long wait, appeared quite oblivious of the fact that he had waited at all. He and Barbara were seated side by side upon a packing case, while Ruth occupied the chair. When Jed came panting in it was Babbie who greeted him. "Oh, Uncle Jed!" she exclaimed, "you just ought to have been here. Mr.
"No, I did not," she answered, with indignation. He could see her face at last. "You you are crying!" he exclaimed, in bewilderment. "Because you are so unfeeling," sobbed Babbie. "What have I said, what have I done?" cried Gavin, in an agony of self-contempt "Oh, that I had gone away at once!" "That is cruel." "What is?" "To say that." "What did I say?" "That you wished you had gone away."
"But surely," the minister faltered, "you asked me to go." "How can you say so?" asked the gypsy, reproachfully. Gavin was distracted. "On my word," he said, earnestly, "I thought you did. And now I have made you unhappy. Babbie, I wish I were anybody but myself; I am a hopeless lout." "Now you are unjust," said Babbie, hiding her face. "Again? To you?"
To most of us, I suppose, has come some shock that was to make us different men from that hour, and yet, how many days elapsed before something of the man we had been leapt up in us? Babbie thought she had buried her old impulsiveness, and then remembering that from the top of the field she might see Gavin returning from church, she hastened to the hill to look upon him from a distance.
So Jed, with Babbie on his knee, sat in the corner of the bay window looking out on the street, while Mrs. Armstrong and her brother and Miss Hunniwell played and sang and the captain applauded vigorously and loudly demanded more. After a time Ruth left the group at the piano and joined Jed and her daughter by the window. Captain Hunniwell came a few minutes later.
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