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So this was the reason of her long silence. Charlotte had babbled. I might have known. Still, I could not charge my conscience with anything very grave. After all, the intention on both sides Charlotte's as well as mine, had been of the best. She wanted to marry her Tam of the Ewebuchts, which she had managed I, to wed Irma, from which I was yet as far off as ever.
And I ran my finger along the sealed edge. This was Charlotte's letter to me. From our home at Ewebuchts, Tuesday. "Dear Duncan, "How can we ever make it up to you? We were married yesterday by Mr. Torrance, the minister at Quarrelwood, and came home here in time for the milking of the cows.
Who is the man?" "I do not know for certain," I said, "but I have every reason to believe that your daughter is at this moment Mistress Thomas Gallaberry of Ewebuchts, on the Water of Ae!" "Oh, the limmer," he cried, and started up as if to fly at me again. His face was indeed a study.
And the reason of it was, he had not, as he ought, married and settled. For which sin of omission, as the gossips of Eden Valley said, "there was bound to be a reason!" Charlotte herself did not send a line, excepting always the letters I was to forward to Tom Gallaberry at his farm of Ewebuchts on the Water of Ae.
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