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Updated: June 23, 2025
That was the last time my Lord Durrisdeer passed his own enclosure till we left New York; he walked in his barn, or sat and talked with his family, all much as usual; but the town saw nothing of him, and his daily visits to the Master seemed forgotten. Nor yet did Harris reappear; or not until the end. I was now much oppressed with a sense of the mysteries in which we had begun to move.
Day came upon the inland mountain-tops, and the fowls began to cry, and the smoke of homesteads to arise in the brown bosom of the moors, before I turned my face homeward, and went down the path to where the roof of Durrisdeer shone in the morning by the sea. At the customary hour I had the Master called, and awaited his coming in the hall with a quiet mind.
The next was the news of Culloden, which was brought to Durrisdeer by one of the tenants' sons the only survivor, he declared, of all those that had gone singing up the hill.
As we came in by the abbey I heard somewhat of the old monks, and more of the freetraders, who use its ruins for a magazine, landing for that cause within a cannon-shot of Durrisdeer; and along all the road the Duries and poor Mr. Henry were in the first rank of slander.
Pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold, pease porridge in the pot, nine years old. Was there ever a more complete justification of the rule of Horace? So long ago, so far away it was, that I had first evoked the faces and the mutual tragic situation of the men of Durrisdeer. My story was now world-wide enough: Scotland, India, and America being all obligatory scenes.
Henry turned to me; not to speak, only to sign with his finger; but that was enough, and I went down again for the Colonel. When we returned, these three were in much the same position I same left them in; I believe no word had passed. "My Lord Durrisdeer, no doubt?" says the Colonel, bowing, and my lord bowed in answer. "And this," continues the Colonel, "should be the Master of Ballantrae?"
If you would not share with me in Paris, I hope you will yet scarce deny your elder brother a corner of the fire at Durrisdeer?" "That is very idle speech," replied Mr. Henry. "And you understand the power of your position excellently well." "Why, I believe I do," said the other with a little laugh. I, on my side, turned to Mr. Henry for a confirmation; perhaps with some defiance.
I belong to Durrisdeer, Mrs. Henry, as if I had been born there." I must do her the justice to say she seemed perfectly relieved; so that we began this morning, as we were to continue for so many years, on a proper ground of mutual indulgence and respect. The same day, which was certainly prededicate to joy, we observed the first signal of recovery in Mr.
Since I had known Durrisdeer, she had been the burthen of his thought and the loadstone of his eyes; and now she was quite cast out. I have seen him come to the door of a room, look round, and pass my lady over as though she were a dog before the fire. It would be Alexander he was seeking, and my lady knew it well.
We had set ourselves of late to pass the evening with a game of cards; another mark that our visitor was wearying mightily of the life at Durrisdeer; and we had not been long at this when my old lord slipped from his place beside the fire, and was off without a word to seek the warmth of bed.
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