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Updated: May 14, 2025
Missie Jean'll nebber leave us. But if she should, dis ol' woman'll go wif her." "You are right, Mammy," Jean replied. "I shall not leave you and daddy. We must always remain together." For some time father and daughter sat before the fire and talked after Old Mammy had gone to bed. To Jean the future looked bright and rosy. The Colonel, on the other hand, viewed it with considerable apprehension.
"Quite so," stammered Bonar, rather shamefacedly, "and it's really very good of you to show me so much kindness." "Na, na, sir," said the old man warmly. "I should be wantin' in human feelin' if I wes to turn a dog oot sic a nicht still mair a fellow-creetur. Na, na, sir! Juist ye sit still, and Maggie Jean'll redd up the bed for ye beyont for y'r nicht's rest!"
Hammond couldn't say. He had to nerve himself to bear it, whatever it was. At that moment old Captain Johnson, the harbour-master, came striding down the wharf, a leather portfolio under his arm. "Jean'll be all right," said Mr. Scott. "I'll hold her." He was just in time. Mr. Hammond had forgotten about Jean. He sprang away to greet old Captain Johnson.
Joe shook his head as he carefully folded the apron and laid it on the bench. "No, she couldn't very well go. She hasn't been that far in a long time. It's her foot, you see. It's been troubling her for years. Jean'll have to come home, and then she can look after her. Just wait, I'll be with you in a minute." As the two walked along the road there was little said for a time.
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