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It was natural that she should exaggerate any little courtesy or kindness shown to her, she had known so little of it in her life. 'It is such a romance! To think you are an heiress, and that beautiful Bourhill is all your own, continued Clara. 'Do you know it? interrupted Gladys, with more interest than she had yet betrayed. 'Yes; I have been there.
Where do you think she has been? Teen mournfully shook her head, and her large eyes filled with tears. 'I'll no' let her away, she answered firmly. 'If she'll no' come doon to Bourhill, I'll see that she disna gang onywhere else withoot me. 'You are a faithful friend, said Gladys quickly. 'Has she has she seen her brother?
So the amiable and self-satisfied George took himself off to the mill, and all day long thought much of his mother's advice, and somehow he felt himself being impelled towards paying another visit to Bourhill. Out of that visit arose portentous issues, which were to have the strongest possible influence upon the future of Gladys Graham.
You will find the wardrobe and all the drawers empty. Mamma will be coming to you immediately, likely. With a nod and a smile, Clara took herself off to the drawing-room again. 'What do you think of Miss Graham of Bourhill? asked Mina, with her mouth full of cake. 'Quite to the manner born. Don't you think so? 'Quite. And isn't she lovely?
'I'm no'; I wish I hadna come, was the flat reply, which made the sensitive colour rise in the fair cheek of Gladys. 'Oh no, you don't; you are only shy. Wait till you have seen Bourhill; you will think it the loveliest place in the world, she said cheerfully. 'Maybe, answered Teen doubtfully. 'I feel gey queer the noo, onyhoo. This was not encouraging.
Fordyce, replied Gladys. 'There is something troubling me a good deal just now. 'What is it? Nothing must be allowed to trouble Miss Graham of Bourhill. Her star should always be in the ascendant, said Mina banteringly. 'It is a mystery a lost girl, said Gladys rather gravely. 'Some one I knew in the old life, who has disappeared, and nobody knows where she has gone. 'How exciting!
Oh, there would be a scene, a few hysterics perhaps, and there the matter would be at an end. A wife can't afford to be so punctilious as a maiden fancy free. She has herself too much to lose. George accepted the maternal advice, and went out to Mauchline after business hours that very day. Next afternoon Gladys herself drove the lawyer and his wife from Bourhill to the station.
The faithful Teen, no longer melancholy, reigns in a snug house of her own, not a hundred miles from Mauchline, but retains her old adoration for Bourhill and its bonnie, sweet mistress.
These dull days were in keeping with the mood prevailing at Bourhill. Never had the atmosphere of that happy house been so depressed and melancholy; its young mistress appeared to have lost her interest in life. Many anxious talks had the little spinster and the faithful Teen upon the theme so absorbingly interesting to both unsatisfactory talks at best, since none can minister to a mind diseased.
You can't read it, but it doesn't matter, he said; but Gladys, bending down, brushed the tall grass from the stone, and read the name, John Bourhill Graham of Bourhill, and his spouse, Nancy Millar. 'Whose names are these, uncle your father's and mother's? 'Oh no; they were not Grahams of Bourhill, he answered dryly. 'That's generations back. 'But the same family? 'I suppose so yes.
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