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Something like a big lump crawled up into her throat! Something of the same sort happened the day she had burst into a wail of loneliness and Andrews had pinched her. Panic seized her; she clutched the breast of her rose-coloured frock and panic-driven turned and fled into a thick clump of bushes where there was no path and where even Donal had never pierced.
The boundaries were removed from Robin's world. She began to understand that there was another larger one containing wonderful and delightful things she had known nothing about. Donal was revealing it to her in everything he said even when he was not aware that he was telling her anything.
With his clothes he could do nothing, alas! but he bathed every night in the Lorrie as soon as Donal had gone home with the cattle. Once he got into a deep hole, but managed to get out again, and so learned that he could swim. All day he was with Donal, and took from him by much the greater part of his labour: Donal had never had such time for reading.
Donal then swam back, and threw his arms round Snowball's neck from below, while the same moment Gibbie cast his whole weight of it from above: the horse was over head and ears in an instant, and through the door in another. With snorting nostrils and blazing eyes his head rose in the passage, and in terror he struck out for the stair.
A day is coming, as you have just said, when he will judge the oppressors of their brethren." "We shall be all dead and buried long before then!" "As he pleases, Donal! He is my chief. I will have what he wills, not what I should like! A thousand years I will wait for my rights if he chooses. I will trust him to do splendidly for me. No; I will have no other way than my chief's!
They sat and talked long and the developments were perhaps more unusual than she had imagined they might be. "If I had been able to express the something which approached affection which I felt for Donal, he would have found out that my limitations were not deliberately evil proclivities," was one of the things he said. "One day he would have ended by making a clean breast of it.
No, we must not fight. We may have a right to fight, I do not know; but I am sure we have at least the right to abstain from fighting. Don't let us confound right and duty, Donal neither in thing nor in word!" "Will the law not help us, Macruadh?" "The law is such a slow coach! our enemies are so rich! and the lawyers have little love of righteousness!
She bade them good-bye and strayed airily away. And that night Donal was awakened, was told that "something" had happened, that they were to go back to Scotland. He was accustomed to do as he was told. He got out of bed and began to dress, but he swallowed very hard. "I shall not see Robin," he said in a queer voice. "She won't find me when she goes behind the lilac bushes.
But nothing answered, for even that which had been Donal with the heavenly laugh and the blue in his gay eyes and the fine, long smooth hands had been blown to fragments in a field somewhere and there was nothing anywhere. She had heard no footsteps and she was sobbing still when a voice spoke at her side the voice of some one standing near.
The splashing of fountains among flowers, and the sound of music and dancing were far away but there was an echo to which she listened unconsciously as Donal Muir did. Something she gave no name to.
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