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Updated: July 23, 2025
"Are you for the Army?" asked the Cornal, like a recruiting sergeant bringing the question home to a lad at a country fair; and he fixed Gilian with an eye there was no baffling. "I would I would like it fine," said Gilian stammering, "if it was all like that." "Like what?" asked the Cornal, subdued, and a hand behind his ear to listen.
Sometimes I feel I have in him fine stuff and pliable, and I'll be trying to fathom how best to work it, but my experience has always been with more common metal, and I am feared, I'm feared, we may be botching him." "That was done for us in the making of him," said the Cornal. "I would not say that either, Cornal," said the dominie firmly. "But I'm wae to see him brought up on no special plan.
His whole look changed; where had been suspicion came something of open admiration, but he gave it no expression on his tongue. "Take your time, Gilian," said he; "tell us how the small boat got to the vessel." "The boy went down to the river mouth," said Gilian, "and " " The boy?" said the Cornal. "Well, if you must be putting it that idiotic way, you must; anyway, we're waiting on the story."
Gilian was abashed at his own inadvertence, but he hastened to explain that he was on the shore watching the vessel when she struck. "But you were on the vessel some time?" said the Cornal, detecting some reservation. "Oh, Colin, Colin, I wonder at you!" cried Miss Mary, now in arms for her favourite, and utterly heedless of the frown her brother threw at her for her interference.
Youth is not in the straight back or the clear eye; there is something more, and the person you mentioned had it, and has it yet." "That's all havers," said the Cornal; "all havers. I was as jocular at the time as Jiggy Crawford himself. It did not come natural, but I could force myself to it. The blame was not with us. She was a wanton hussy first and last, and God be with her!"
"Was he?" asked Gilian gloomily. "Well, he was not like the Cornal or the General. They were real soldiers and have seen tremendous wars." "I daresay," said Nan, "but no more than my father. I cannot but wonder at you; with the chance to be a soldier like my father or or the General, being willing to sit at home pretending or play-acting it in school or "
"There's no more of the soger in him than there is of the writer in me!" cried the Cornal; "but there's something by-ordinar in him all the same. It's your affair, John, but " He stopped short and looked again at Gilian and hummed and ha'd a little and fingered his stock. "Man, do you know I would not say but here's your son for you."
Miss Mary, with a new cap on to do justice to the occasion, had sat for hours with Gilian at the window, waiting; the Cornal was in bed, and the Paymaster, dubious but not unpleased, was up at MacGibbon's telling the story over a game of dambrod. And still Nan did not appear.
I am wondering at them bringing it up to you. What do you think they would bring it up to you for?" And she scrutinised him shrewdly again. "I think the girl the Cornal saw me with put him in mind of her mother," said Gilian, pushing the idea no further. She still looked closely at him. "The girl cannot help that," said she. "She is very like her mother in some ways perhaps in many.
Gilian ceased to make the pictures in his mind. "I met her ghost up there on the road this very night, and I had a hand below her chin," said the Cornal with a gulp. "You did not dare, you did not dare!" cried his brother, an apple-red upon his check, and half rising in his chair. "Surely, surely in a ghost," said the Cornal. "I would never have mentioned it had it been herself. Sit down, Dugald.
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