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The earl reached Edinburg late at night. Mrs. Campbell entreated him to go to bed, and not seek out the street where the Bruces lived till morning. "For I ken the place weel," said she, when she heard Lord Cairnforth inquiring for the address Helen had given.
"How strange it is," observed the earl, when they had nearly concluded, "how very strange that I should be here in the world, an isolated human being, with not a single blood relation, not a soul who has any real claim upon me!" "Certainly not no claim whatsoever; and yet you are not quite without blood relations." Lord Cairnforth looked surprised. "I always understood that I had no near kindred."
'Ye'll easy do that, my lord, for there's naebody in sight but Sandy the ferryman, wha little kens it's the earl himsel he's kepit waiting sae lang." "And how's a' wi' ye, Sandy?" said Lord Cairnforth, cheerily, when the old man was rowing him across. "All well at home at the Castle, the Manse, and the clachan"? "Ou ay, my lord. Except maybe the minister. He's no weel.
Providence had taken her destiny out of her own hands, and here she was, free as Helen Cardross of old, in exactly the same position, and going through the same simple round of daily cares and daily avocations which she had done as the minister's active and helpful daughter. For as nothing else but the minister's daughter would she, for the present, be recognized at Cairnforth.
There stood the minister, with his white locks bared, and his whole figure trembling with agitation, but still himself stronger and better than he had been for many months. "Papa! papa!" And Helen, his own Helen, was in his arms. "Drive on," said Lord Cairnforth, hurriedly; "Malcolm, we will go straight to the Castle now."
"I could not possibly allow that," said Lord Cairnforth, unable, in spite of all Mr. Menteith's grave warning looks, to shut up his warm heart any longer. "The Castle is your home, Captain Bruce, for as long as you may find it pleasant to remain here." The invitation, given so unexpectedly and cordially, seemed to surprise, nay, to touch the young man exceedingly. "Thank you, my cousin.
This is a most difficult and painful matter." "It was born alive, and is a son and heir, as I heard?" "Yes." "That is fortunate." "For some things; since, had it been a girl, the title would have lapsed, and the long line of Earls of Cairnforth ended. At one time Dr. Hamilton feared the child would be stillborn, and then, of course, the earldom would have been extinct.
Miss Cardross is young twenty-six, I think." "Twenty-five and a half." "She may not remain always Miss Cardross. She may marry; and we can not tell what sort of man her husband may be, or how fit to be trusted with so large a property." "So good a woman is not likely to choose a man unworthy of her," said Lord Cairnforth, after a pause.
It is astonishing how little the world cares to cultivate those out of whom it can get nothing; and the small establishment at Cairnforth Castle, with its almost invisible head, soon ceased to be an object of interest to any body at least to any body in that sphere of life where the earl would otherwise have moved.
How little they had thought the young father and mother, cut off in the midst of their plans, that their poor child would one day so keenly enjoy them all, and have such sore need for these or any other simple and innocent enjoyments. "Papa, how we do miss him!" said Helen one day as she walked with her father through the Cairnforth woods.
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