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"An Auntie takes an awful lot of looking after!" sighed Small Porges. "Yes," nodded Bellew, "I suppose so, especially if she happens to be young, and er " "An' what, Uncle Porges?" "Beautiful, nephew." "Oh! Do you think she's really beautiful?" demanded Small Porges. "I'm afraid I do," Bellew confessed. "So does Mr. Cassilis, I heard him tell her so once in the orchard." "Hum!" said Bellew.
When he was nearly abreast of them, the horse-man checked his career so suddenly that his animal was thrown back on his haunches. "Why Georgy!" he exclaimed. "Good evening, Mr. Cassilis!" said Small Porges, lifting his cap. Mr. Cassilis was tall, handsome, well built, and very particular as to dress.
"It is; and I wish it were in the bottom of the sea instead," said Northmour; and then suddenly "What are you making faces at me for?" he cried to Mr. Huddlestone, on whom I had unconsciously turned my back. "Do you think Cassilis would sell you?" Mr. Huddlestone protested that nothing had been further from his mind. "It is a good thing," retorted Northmour in his ugliest manner.
Cranmer came nearer the fire and stretched out his lean hands. 'He hath dandled of late with the Lady Cassilis. 'Well, he hath been pleasant with her. Cranmer urged: 'A full-blown man towards his failing years is more prone to women than before. 'Then he may go a-wenching. He began to speak with a weary passion. To cast away the Lady Anne now were a madness.
"I am no precisian, if you come to that; I always hated a precisian; but I never lost hold of something better through it all. I have been a bad boy, Mr. Cassilis; I do not seek to deny that; but it was after my wife's death, and you know, with a widower, it's a different thing: sinful I won't say no; but there is a gradation, we shall hope.
"My dear, dear, brave Georgy!" said Anthea, and would have kissed him again, but he put her off: "Wait a minute, please Auntie," he said excitedly, "'cause I did find something, just as I was growing very tired an' disappointed, I found Uncle Porges under a hedge, you know." "Uncle Porges!" said Anthea, starting, "Oh! that must be the man Mr. Cassilis mentioned "
And, as in their first meeting, there was a mute antagonism in their look. "Let me introduce you to each other," said Anthea, conscious of this attitude, "Mr. Cassilis, of Brampton Court, Mr. Bellew!" "Of nowhere in particular, sir!" added Bellew. "And pray," said Mr. Cassilis perfunctorily as they strolled on across the meadow, "how do you like Dapplemere, Mr. Bellew?"
His mother, who had nursed him herself, wrote to him every day; but this was not found sufficient, and the duke hired a residence in the neighourhood of the university, in order that they might occasionally see their son during term. A Discussion about Money 'SAW Eskdale just now, said Mr. Cassilis, at White's, 'going down to the Duke of Bellamont's.
These men were Baillie, Henderson, Rutherford, Gillespie and Douglas, ministers, with Johnston, of Warriston, and Lords Cassilis and Maitland as lay representatives; Argyle, Balmerinoch and Loudon were afterwards added.
Well," he added, with an odd smile, "perhaps you are not altogether wrong. But ask Cassilis here. HE knows me. Am I a man to trust? Am I safe and scrupulous? Am I kind?" "I know you talk a great deal, and sometimes, I think, very foolishly," replied Clara, "but I know you are a gentleman, and I am not the least afraid."
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