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"I'm sorry to see you looking so careworn, Mrs. Kinloch," said he, with his blandest air. "I intended to bring up a topic more agreeable, it is to be hoped, than runaway house-maids or old documents." He rubbed his hands softly and turned his eyes with a glance meant to be tender towards the place where her chair stood; if he had been a cat, he would have purred the while. Mrs.
Kinloch now, for the first time, observed the wig, the unusual look of tidiness, and, above all, the flower in his hand; she also saw the crucified smile that followed his last remark. "The ridiculous old fool!" thought she, "what can he mean?" But to him she translated it, "What is the more agreeable topic?" "Really, you attack me like a lawyer.
Kinloch, the long regard I entertained for your late lamented husband, ah, I mean my regard for you, ah, my lonely domicil, ah, since the decease of my my sainted wife, ah, and since the Scripture says it is not good for man to live alone, ah, your charming qualities and many virtues, not that your fortune, ah, I mean to say, that, though not rich, I am not grasping, and the cottage where you lived would be a palace, ah, for me, if not unworthy, ah, no desire to unduly shorten the period of mourning, ah, but life is short and uncertain"
"You mean like yourself, dad, and V. C. and Colonel Kinloch? Where could a girl have found finer company than with my Knights of King Arthur? And do you dare to insinuate that I could have been content away from the regiment, that made me their daughter after mother died, and the army? "Pleasure!" and Kate's cheek flushed.
Hardwick's that evening to exchange congratulations. He, as well as Mildred and Mark, was interested in the lost will; for Mr. Kinloch had mentioned the fact of the unsettled boundary-line, and directed his executors to make a clear title of the disputed tract to the blacksmith. The shop was his; the boys, at all events, would be undisturbed.
"Come, come!" said the farmer, "too loud talkin'!" "Then you uphold this girl in her undutiful behavior, do you?" asked Mrs. Kinloch. "You are amenable to the statutes, Sir," said the Squire. Mr. Alford rose to his feet. "Now you might jest as well get inter yer kerridge an' drive back ter town," said he; "you won't make one o' them hairs o' yourn black or white, Square, not by talkin' all day."
Kinloch, he m-married, too; but I guess he nun-never forgot the girl of his choice." Mark grasped his young wife's hand, at this tale of years gone by. "The lock of hair and the rose were your mother's, then!" she whispered. "Dear father! faithful, even in death, to his friends, and to the memory of his first love!
Mildred shuddered unconsciously, as she felt her step-mother's thin fingers gently smoothing the hair upon her temples; still more, as the pale and quivering lips were pressed to her forehead. The caress was not a feigned tenderness. Mrs. Kinloch really loved the girl, with such love as she had to bestow; and if her manner had been latterly abstracted or harsh, it was from preoccupation.
He had spoken and found that the dream of his boyhood and the hope of his youth had become the proud triumph of his manhood. Mildred Kinloch loved him! loved him as sincerely as when they were both children! What higher felicity was to be thought of? And what a motive for exertion had he now!
His council consisted of Thomas Broughton, Alexander Skene, Nicholas Trott, Charles Hart, James Kinloch, Francis Yonge, &c. some of whom were highly dissatisfied with the harsh treatment of the Proprietors.
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