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Updated: July 20, 2025
It was the first time I had ever felt myself of some real use.... Then that finished and I was back at Laverlaw among my sheep and you came to Priorsford The moment I saw you I knew that my love for you was as strong and young as it was twenty years ago...." Pamela sat fingering a fan she had taken up to protect her face from the blaze and looking into the fire. "Pamela.
A good dinner and everything comfortable, and you to play the piano to him taught by the best masters he's ill to please. And he's not very well off, though he does own Laverlaw. It's the time the family has been there that gives him the standing. I must say, he isn't in the least genial, but he gets that from his mother. A starchier old woman I never met.
"Priorsford seems to think you find yourself almost too contented at Laverlaw. Mrs. Hope says you are absorbed in sheep." Lewis Elliot looked amused. "I can imagine the scorn Mrs. Hope put into her voice as she said 'sheep. But one must be absorbed in something why not sheep?" "I like a sheep," said Jock, and he quoted: "'Its conversation is not deep, But then, observe its face."
Then my uncle died and my cousin was killed, and I came back to Priorsford and settled down at Laverlaw, and was content and quite fairly happy. The War came, and of course I offered my services. I wasn't much use but, thank goodness, I got out to France, and got some fighting a second-lieutenant at forty!
"Our Lewis Elliot inherited Laverlaw rather unexpectedly some years ago. Before that he was quite poor. Perhaps that is what makes him so understanding. He is a sort of distant cousin of ours. Great-aunt Alison was his aunt too at least, he called her aunt. It will be fun if he turns out to be the man you used to know." "Yes," said Pamela. "Here is the book, Jean.
That must be more than twenty years ago you were a little boy and I was a wild colt of a girl. I don't think you have ever seen much of him since, but I saw a lot of him in London when I first came out. Then he vanished. Some years ago his uncle died and he inherited Laverlaw. He came to see me the other day, not a bit changed, the same dreamy, unambitious creature rather an angel.
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