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The housekeeper let me go up to his painting room; and what should I see there, my lady, but the portrait of my lord marquis more beautiful than ever, the brown smear all gone, and the likeness, to my mind, greater than before!" "Then Mr Lenorme is come home!" cried Florimel, scarce attempting to conceal the pleasure his report gave her. "That I cannot say," said Malcolm.
"That's not answering my question," retorted Florimel. "Weel, the second thing I wad du," said Malcolm, thoughtfully, and pausing a moment, "wad be to get Mr Graham to gang wi' me to Ebberdeen, an' cairry me throu' the classes there. Of coorse, I wadna try for prizes; that wadna be fair to them 'at cudna affoord a tutor at their lodgin's."
In many directions were tolerably smooth rides cut, and along them they had good gallops, to the great delight of Florimel after the restraints of Rotten Row, where riding had seemed like dancing a minuet with a waltz in her heart.
"I tell you to leave the house," Florimel shrieked, beside herself with fury, yet pale as marble with a growing terror for which she could ill have accounted. "Florimel!" said Malcolm solemnly, calling her sister by name for the first time. "You insolent wretch!" she cried, panting. "What right have you, if you be, as you say, my base born brother, to call me by my name."
They, for their part, were making the journey by the easiest possible stages, tacking and veering, and visiting everyone of their friends that lay between London and Lossie: they thought to give Florimel the little lesson, that, though they accepted her invitation, they had plenty of friends in the world besides her ladyship, and were not dying to see her.
No: there was but one hopeful measure, one which he had even already approached in a tentative way an appeal, namely, to Malcolm himself, in which, while acknowledging his probable rights, but representing in the strongest manner the difficulty of proving them, he would set forth in their full dismay the consequences to Florimel of their public recognition, and offer, upon the pledge of his word to a certain line of conduct, to start him in any path he chose to follow.
"Naither has yer lordship." "Well, what are they to be?" "Whatever ye think proper, my lord. Only dinna gar me gang to Maister Crathie for them." The marquis had sent away the man who was waiting when Malcolm entered, and during this conversation Malcolm had of his own accord been doing his best to supply his place. The meal ended, Lady Florimel desired him to wait a moment in the hall.
Happily for Florimel, she had by this time made progress enough to venture a proposal namely, that she should accompany her to a small estate she had on the south coast, with a little ancient house upon it a strange place altogether, she said to spend a week or two in absolute quiet only she must come alone without even a maid: she would take none herself.
From the road to the links was an easy drop, where, starting from the grated door, he retraced their path from the dune. Lady Florimel had dropped the book when she rose, and Malcolm found it lying on the sand, little the worse. He wrapped it in its owner's handkerchief, and set out for the gate at the mouth of the river.
Being early they had a choice of seats, and Florimel placed herself beside a pretty young woman of gentle and troubled countenance, who sat leaning against the side of the cavern. The preacher on this occasion was the sickly young student more pale and haggard than ever, and halfway nearer the grave since his first sermon.
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