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Updated: June 21, 2025
The girls chatted a great deal to-night, and Betty was told of all the privileges which would now be hers. She had never known until that moment that Mrs. Haddo, when she found what excellent work the Speciality Club did in the school, had fitted up a charming sitting-room for its members. Here, in winter, the fire burned all day. Fresh flowers were always to be seen.
They were all busy worshiping Dickie, and envying Sylvia's bravery in bringing the huge spider to Haddo Court, when there came a gentle tap at the door. Betty said crossly, "Who's there?" A very refined voice answered, "It's I;" and the next minute Fanny Crawford entered the room. "How are you all?" she said.
All the girls began now to leave the great hall, with the exception of the Specialities and Sibyl Ray. "Go, Sibyl!" said Fanny. "What are you lingering for?" "Yes, Sibyl, be quick; don't delay!" said Mrs. Haddo, speaking rather sharply. "You will all be back in time to-night to hear the latest report of dear Betty, and we trust we may have good news to tell you."
But the packet must be given up; and then I will manage to convey it to Mrs. Haddo, who will keep it until dear father returns." But although Fan intended to act the part of the very virtuous and proper girl, she did not like her cousins the more because of this unpleasant incident.
I am fighting hard with myself every minute of the time." "Poor little girl! can you tell me why you are fighting?" "No, Mrs. Haddo, I cannot tell you." "I will not press you, dear.
'Curate Hall Haddo, says he, sub voce Peden, 'or Hell Haddo, as he was more justly to be called, a pokeful of old condemned errors and the filthy vile lusts of the flesh, a published whore-monger, a common gross drunkard, continually and godlessly scraping and skirling on a fiddle, continually breathing flames against the remnant of Israel.
It was possible they were all fallen in error about Mr. Haddo, he reflected having seen him so tender with Montroymont, and so kind and playful with the lass Janet; and he had a temptation to go out of his road and question her herself upon the matter. But he had a strong spirit of duty on him; and plodded on instead over the braes till he came near the House of Cairngorm.
'If a woman had done me such an injury that I wanted to take some horrible vengeance, I think I could devise nothing more subtly cruel than to let her be married to Oliver Haddo. 'Ah, poor thing, poor thing! said Arthur. 'If I could only suppose she would be happy! The future terrifies me. 'I wonder if she knew that Haddo had sent that telegram, said Susie. 'What can it matter?
They walked on and suddenly came to a canvas booth on which was an Eastern name. Roughly painted on sail-cloth was a picture of an Arab charming snakes, and above were certain words in Arabic. At the entrance, a native sat cross-legged, listlessly beating a drum. When he saw them stop, he addressed them in bad French. 'Does not this remind you of the turbid Nile, Dr Porhoët? said Haddo.
"They led a very rough life in the country," continued Sir John, "and yet it was a pure and healthy life out all day long on those great moors, and with no one to keep them company except a faithful old servant of Miss Vivian's and his wife. They made pets of dogs and horses, and were happy after their fashion. You will do what you can for them, will you not, Mrs. Haddo?"
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