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Outside was a road, across which lay the corn-fields leading to the church, and beside it stood a cottage where Amy and Kitty used to stop to call for little Jane Hutton, one of their school-fellows. Jane's father was a blacksmith; and the Huttons were richer than the Harrisons, so that Jane had gayer bonnets and smarter dresses than Kitty and Amy.
The Harrisons and Gloy were not to be depended upon for anything beyond willing service and obedience to a guiding head. Yet Harry wished to share Yaspard's responsibility, his peril, and his daring. "Let's cast lots," he suggested. "No," said the Viking-boy decisively. "This quest is mine. Not another word about it, Harry." "Mother, mother!"
But an adroit flanker of McKinstry's, creeping through the tall mustard, managed to take up an enfilading position as the Harrisons advanced to break in the door. A threatening shout from the ambuscaded partisans caused them to hurriedly fall back towards the rear of the barn.
Between 1747 and 1754 he visited the Carters of Shirley, Nomony, and Sabine Hall, the Lewises of Warner Hall, the Lees of Stratford, and the Byrds of Westover, and there was acquaintance at least with the Spotswoods, Fauntleroys, Corbins, Randolphs, Harrisons, Robinsons, Nicholases, and other prominent families.
He went back to old Grimes. "Where do you wish to go?" he asked. The other hesitated. "I was bound for the Harrisons' " he said. "The Leslie Harrisons?" asked Montague. The other noticed his look of recognition. "Do you know them?" he asked. "I do," said Montague. "It isn't far," said the old man. "Perhaps I had best go there."
Signy followed on foot, wishing she had wings; and Yaspard, shoving off again, went across to Noostigard. He had a hearty tea with the Harrisons. He was a great favourite in the factor's house, and was always allowed to be there as much as he pleased, for Mrs. Harrison was a religious as well as judicious woman, and exercised a very wholesome influence over the somewhat spoilt and wayward boy.
Only, Leslie was always so startlingly truthful, it was sometimes rather disconcerting to hear one's half-formed thoughts spoken out incisively as was her way. "There does seem to be an awful swarm of them," he admitted reluctantly, "especially since the Harrisons and the Wests came to town.
The truth was that she did none of the things he had half expected of her. She was sitting before a log fire, surrounded by a group of Harrisons and Powells, who had been prevailed upon to spend the night, and when he entered she gave him a sleepy little nod from the corner of a rosewood sofa. As she lay back in the firelight she was like a drowsy kitten that had just awakened from a nap.
"But you mustn't notice me, please," she begged, "all the neighbours are coming, and there are so many girls, the Powells and the Harrisons and the Dulaneys. I am going to wear pink, but you mustn't notice it, you know." "That's right," said Jack Morson, "make him do his duty by the County, and keep your dances for Diggs and me."
There was no longer any doubt; a party from the other side was approaching the border. A shout and the quick galloping of hoofs behind her sent a thrill of relief to her heart. She had barely time to draw aside as her husband and his followers swept past her down the slope. But it needed not his furious cry, "The Harrisons hev sold us out," to tell her that the crisis had come.
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