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He thought he had settled the whole matter. He was burning to be downstairs to tell Gavinia that these things needed only a man. "And so you'll be yoursel' again, Grizel," he said, with great relief. She had not seen that he was aiming at her until now, and it touched her. "Am I so different, Corp?"
She was by the fireplace, on the stool that had always been her favourite seat, and of course she sat very straight. When Grizel walked or stood her strong, round figure took a hundred beautiful poses, but when she sat it had but one. The old doctor, in experimenting moods, had sometimes compelled her to recline, and then watched to see her body spring erect the moment he released his hold.
Besides, she did admire him, and that, after all, is the great thing. "Then why say such things, Grizel?" he replied good-naturedly. "But if they are true?" "Still let us avoid them," said he; and at that she was most distressed. "It is so like what you used to say when you were a boy!" she cried. "You are so anxious to have me grow up," he replied, with proper dolefulness.
This dangerous task Grizel, now nineteen years of age, undertook, and every night, when all in the castle but herself were asleep, she crept out with a stock of provisions for her father, and trudged the mile and a half of country which lay between the castle and Polwarth Church.
"P.S.," it said "How is Sentimental Tommy?" None but a fiend in human shape could have written thus, and Elspeth put her protecting arms round her brother. "Now we know what Grizel is," she said. "I am done with her now." But when Tommy had got back his wind he said nobly: "I'll call her no names. If this is how she likes to repay me for for all my kindnesses, let her.
"We sha'n't go back," he cried defiantly, "as men and women. Let us be boy and girl again, Grizel. Let us have that Saturday we missed long ago. I missed a Saturday on purpose, Grizel, so that we should have it now." She shook her head wistfully, but she was glad that Tommy would fain have had one of the Saturdays back.
All she knew was that he came back to her more tender and kind, if that were possible, than he had gone away. His eyes followed her about the room until she made merry over it, and still they dwelt upon her. "How much more beautiful you are than any other woman I ever saw, Grizel!" he said. And it was not only true, but he knew it was true.
"You followed me to see whether I was going to question Corp. You were afraid he would tell me what really happened. You wanted to see him first to tell him what to say." "Really, Grizel " "Is it not true?" There are no questions so offensive to the artistic nature as those that demand a Yes or No for answer.
He could bear it no longer; he cried, and called upon God to smite him. She did not look up, but her poor hands pulled him back. "You said I do not love you the same!" she moaned. "Grizel!" he answered, as if in sad reproof; "it was not I who said that it was you. I put into words only what you have been telling me for the last ten minutes." "No, no," she cried. "Oh, how could I!"
But Tommy's was a more generous nature; his manner was that of one less sorry to be misjudged than anxious that Grizel should not suffer too much from remorse. If she had asked his pardon then and there, I am sure he would have replied, "Right willingly, Grizel," and begged her not to give another thought to the matter.
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