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I told the Howes man that Mary had gone and Emmie was left. Would they take her? I wrote. And Seth's wife wrote they couldn't, being poorer than poverty themselves. I was afraid she would have to go to a Home, but when your letter came I wrote the Howeses again. And Mrs.
It was plain that she had looked at her plan from every angle. And, at last, Miss Howes, too, became almost enthusiastic. "I do believe," she said, "it may turn out to be a splendid thing for you, Auntie. At least, I'm sure you will succeed if anyone can. Oh dear!" wistfully. "I only wish it were possible for me to stay here and help with it all. But I can't I can't.
Little Robbie Caldwell had begun to go to school alone since the new baby had come. And they had a new perambulator and had given the old one to the Howes, which would make it easier for little Mattie. People passing began to run up and ask the minister's wife how she did.
Margaret Howes took a great fancy to both of them, and she plied Hiram with many questions as to his geological pursuits, bringing out all the best in him, while Marian, pleased with the respect this pretty, intelligent girl showed to her husband, glowed and beamed on her, growing entirely at ease and even loquacious under the stimulating warmth of Margaret's interest.
She left the comforter and the lantern upon the floor and she did not stop to close the door of the little bedroom. Through the black darkness of the long hall she rushed and down the creaky stairs. Her entrance to the sitting-room was more noisy than her exit had been and Miss Howes stirred upon the sofa and opened her eyes. "Auntie!" she cried, sharply. "Aunt Thankful, where are you?"
Heigh-ho for the North and the gay adventures! But after that there were two to be watching in the darkness when I took the tiller ay, and I crawled from the sea at last, and came to the hills again in the dark. "Oh, the dark, the dark, and never mair the sun shining on the heather howes of dark Glen Darruach."
As in a bygone age one runner passed a lighted torch on to another, so did one generation of Howes and Websters bequeath to the next the embers of a wrath that never died. Each faction disclaimed all responsibility for the wall, and each refused to lay hand to it.
"These Hielands of ours, as we ca' them, gentlemen, are but a wild kind of warld by themsells, full of heights and howes, woods, caverns, lochs, rivers, and mountains, that it wad tire the very deevil's wings to flee to the tap o' them.
Lured more by the desire to see Martin than to observe his panic-stricken sisters, Lucy went to the window. It was even as Ellen had said. There were the retreating forms of the three female Howes disappearing in at the side door; and there was Martin, his tall figure looming in sight at the heels of his bay mare. "He's a fine looking man, isn't he?" Lucy remarked with thoughtless impulsiveness.
It was a long time before Thankful fell asleep, but at last she did. She was awakened by a hand upon her arm and a voice whispering in her ear. "Auntie!" whispered Emily. "Auntie, wake up! Oh, DO wake up!" Thankful was broad awake in a moment. She sat up in bed. The room was in black darkness, and she felt rather than saw Miss Howes standing beside her. "What is it, Emily?" she cried.
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