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Macfayden also pretended to recall a "whup" of some kind or other he had in the fifties, but this was considered to be rather a pyrotechnic display of Elspeth's superior memory than a serious statement of fact. MacLure could not have ridden through the snow of forty winters without suffering, yet no one ever heard him complain, and he never pled illness to any messenger by night or day.
When it was fastened Georgiana went to stand by her window, looking out with eyes which did not see. "Wull ye be comin' soon, Miss Warne?" said the voice of Mrs. MacFayden at her door. Georgiana opened it quickly, and the housekeeper entered, quietly resplendent in black silk with fine lace collar and cuffs, her hair in shining order, an expression of great solemnity on her face. "Mr. and Mrs.
MacLure was laid up for two months with a broken leg, and the Glen was dependent on the dubious ministrations of the Kildrummie doctor. Mrs. Macfayden also pretended to recall a "whup" of some kind or other he had in the fifties, but this was considered to be rather a pyrotechnic display of Elspeth's superior memory than a serious statement of fact.
He himself was beginning to feel very much at home in the old square. Small wonder, since he had found there the son he had longed for all his married life. Back at the house Georgiana fell to work without delay. She had told Mrs. MacFayden her intention, and had enlisted the warm interest of that motherly Scotswoman.
"Thank you," she murmured uncertainly. "I couldn't go without it." "Thet ye could na', lassie," responded Mrs. MacFayden heartily. "Noo wull I send the doctor up?" "Just in a minute when I have seen my father " Georgiana ran into his room from her own. A deep embrace, a lingering kiss while James Stuart looked out of the window, a lump suddenly appearing from nowhere in his sturdy throat.
He offered her his arm, such graceful deference in his manner that she felt afresh the wonder of his wish to transplant her from her world to his. As they walked slowly through the dignified old hall he said in a tone of great satisfaction: "Mrs. MacFayden has ventured to hint to me more than once that this house is of the sort which needs a mistress.
With an exclamation of annoyance Doctor Craig left Georgiana and opened it. "Dinner is served, sir," announced Thomas, the boy. His master turned back with a laughing, remorseful face. "I had forgotten all about dinner," he said, "though now I come to think of it I believe I had no luncheon. You must be famishing. Mrs. MacFayden tells me your father is resting.
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